lifeisahospital

[lifeisahospital]

nighttime

nighttime is a time for relaxation and recharging. some people don’t find it that way. you’ve wallowed in the night for so many years, your mind is plagued from all the embarrassing and annoying things you’ve done. why? why did you do these things? you don’t know. that’s why you can’t rest at night. not with your failing grades. not while your mind is restless. you know you’ll have to sleep soon. but why sleep when you can stay up all night, with your anxiety eating away at you? this sucks. you wish the mold would grow back on your windows and doors. you wish you could shut yourself in again. who knew isolation was so comforting? maybe you only realized that when you were ripped out of it. you want to go back to being rotted in your bed. it was horrible, but amazing at the same time. why do you want to have a bad life? maybe because it’s comforting. your life has been destroyed for so long it’s uncomfortable when it begins to get better. why not yearn for the bad things in life? so many people do worse. its okay. i promise.

#life is a hospital

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Cotton Candy

some people like cotton candy. most hate it and shun people who use cotton candy. cotton candy isn’t a excuse to act like an asshole. Your uncle has been using cotton candy for 14 years by now. Even if he steals stuff from your grandmother, she still lets him in. Soft spot for your children, i suppose? You want to punch him. Kick him in the shins and beat him till he’s bloody. Too bad you cant now, he’s in jail. Your room isn’t so suffocating. What happened to your best friend? Who knows. This was a moment you needed them, but you weren’t about to look like a baby asking for reconciliation. So you just wallow there. Wallow in your bed. Its much more refreshing in your room from when you were last in it. The mold has gone away, and you can finally see the sun. With what’s happened recently, the sun seems repulsing now. You used to yearn for the sun when there was mold on your windows and trash covering your floor. Now you’ve come to hate the ball of sunshine. What is it so happy for? No one down on earth has had an entire happy life. Why does it get to be happy when you have to suffer? Who knows, maybe cotton candy is what you need in your vulnerable time.

#life is a hospital #hospitals are scary and confusing #rotting #decaying #cotton candy

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winter break

winter break is relaxing, and fun. but the impending dread someone feels when school starts to creep up on them isnt. laying in your bed, rotting, dying, and decaying, you think about how school is four— no- three, maybe two days away. what day is it even? its all so confusing. why is your room growing mold on the walls, and why is your door sealed shut by that weird white puffy stuff used on windows? whatever the reason was, you haven’t gotten up in days. what time was it even? the thick disgusting mold covered your windows. everything was dark. the only light was emitting from the tv, which was still on. you could watch it for hours. it eventually got boring though. where was the remote? probably somewhere on the floor. where was the floor exactly? somewhere. probably under the mounds of clothes and somewhat empty fast food bags on said floor. at times, you could hear people outside. outside your door, or outside your window. they never talked to you, though. when they were in your house, they were always talking to the woman that carried you in her womb for nine months. what were you supposed to call her again? you couldn’t remember. when they were outside the window, they were never near said window. always screaming of joy, laughing, talking. they never checked in on you. even when you got the courage to scream out for help, or for someone to atleast say hi, everyone ignored you. you weren’t living. you just existed. your phone showed up yesterday. when you woke up from your slumber, it was in your hand. one notification. it was from your best friend. they were checking up on you. ‘hey pookie, hruu? I haven’t heard from you the entire break’ they said. even though everyone left you for dead, to rot, to decompose, to die, your best friend would always be there for you. suddenly, school doesn’t sound so bad as long as your best friend is there.

#Life is a Hospital #Hospitals are scary and confusing #decompose #decomposing #rotting in your skin