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carnasnow · 2 years
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His head split again. Blood fell down, drip, drip, drip one drop at a time, always faster and faster and faster-
He looked up.
A monster. That's what he looked like. Blood was streaming down, further and further down until he couldn't see it anymore, didn't want to see it anymore, and it wasn't drops anymore, it was faster and faster and faster and kept going down and didn't stop no matter how long he looked at it and it hurt so, so badly, and he couldn't do anything because his hands were already gripping his hair, almost tearing it down, down, down and splitting his head apart more and more until it was sure to kill him even though he knew it couldn't happen, of course not, but for a moment he found himself thinking that perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, perhaps it would help, perhaps it would make it better, and he knew then.
He knew he had fallen far too low.
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project-canada · 1 year
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Hi pals,
Just dropping by to let you all know that I’m going to be travelling in a few days back to the west coast best coast to spend time with family, so I might be even slower than usual about checking the tags. Please do message me here or @allbeendonebefore if I miss something that should get reblogged!
Remember: the #pcart and #pcfic tags are just for internal blog organization and I will not find them if you tag your own work as such, please use #projectcanada, #iammatthewian, #iammatthewianproject, #iamp, etc. and I will hopefully spot it!
Also want to say that the queue hasn’t been this full in literal years, thanks to everyone who’s been creating content recently, we love to see it :)
- Hapo
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