coping with depression. Mostly just me venting but any love is appreciated
I want somewhere quiet. So violently quiet that the silence hurts. Somewhere that it’s all I can do to block out the piercing emptiness by thinking.
By Bevan Tse-stuart3 years ago in Poets
Just some odd story I wrote a couple years ago? I have no idea where I was taking it and looking back don’t really like it but here you go, my first story
By Bevan Tse-stuart4 years ago in Fiction
