Goodbye
He didn't want to go along with this, but he had no choice in the matter. Vinny couldn't stop this any more than Shaun could. Not when HABIT was running the show.
"Vinny? What the fuck are you doing to me?"
That, however, did nothing to stop the guilt pooling in his stomache.
"We just want to ask you some questions, that's all."
That was what he'd been told anyway. God, he hoped that ... thing didn't have anything else planned. Vinny watched Shaun struggle to move as HABIT stalked behind him.
"My name is ... HABIT and I have a few things I want to talk to you about, Shaun. Will ya listen?"
The way he walked, moved, even the
Goodbye
He didn't want to go along with this, but he had no choice in the matter. Vinny couldn't stop this any more than Shaun could. Not when HABIT was running the show.
"Vinny? What the fuck are you doing to me?"
That, however, did nothing to stop the guilt pooling in his stomache.
"We just want to ask you some questions, that's all."
That was what he'd been told anyway. God, he hoped that ... thing didn't have anything else planned. Vinny watched Shaun struggle to move as HABIT stalked behind him.
"My name is ... HABIT and I have a few things I want to talk to you about, Shaun. Will ya listen?"
The way he walked, moved, even the
I have ideas for stuff I want to draw but try to start, I just can't. Just having a low period I guess. Something everyone goes through but it's still frustrating.
I can't remember the last time I woke up scared from a nightmare. Usually I'll remember the dream was bad but I'll wake up fine. Not this morning. This was the first time in years I've been scared to get out of bed since 2nd or 3rd grade; I'm 19.
I went in a building to get something real quick. I want to say it was during the day or early evening but that's not really important, just that there was still some light. After what couldn't have been more than 5 minutes, I walked out and it was dark like the middle of the night. My mom was supposed to pick me up but the only car in the dimly lit parking lot wasn't hers. So I went back inside for
I'm glad I finally started figuring out muro. Sunday we got a call saying my uncle was in the hospital and that he was likely going to pass soon. My dad and I went to see him. He's on a ventilator and on all the antibiotics and meds to raise blood pressure they can give him. He was a heavy alcoholic for decades and had a stroke last year, apparently several more recently. We're just waiting now. At least he won't be suffering.
Turning on some ambient music and doing art helps me find my zen place, if only for a bit.