Marshall Matters
A story of a man soiling his sweater with Vomit
A man ate some spaghetti so nice
But soon his tummy began to think twice
His knees turned to jelly
His arms felt so heavy
And his sweater being stained was a sacrifice
About the Creator
Ben Lam
I craft tales that transport you to fantastical worlds, where the impossible becomes reality. Let me take you on an unforgettable journey.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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