BlackMoonPaladin

“Why do people fear death so much when they already feel so dead inside?” -June 20th, 2019, 7:59 AM- “Ly…nn?” Tess groaned, her lips smacked a little. She sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes. She yawned and grunted as her feet touched the hardwood floor. She put a hand deep into her messy bedhead and scratched her scalp. “Wow, I…” she muttered. “Last night, I… Was all of that a dream? It’s so hard to tell. I was crying on the Overpass and then Lynn found me, and I shouted at her, and then…” Tess’s face turned a lovely shade of scarlet. “And then… M-Me and Lynn… We… We…” Tess gave a morbid chuckle. “It almost doesn’t feel real. I… I still feel like I’m asleep somehow.” “Lynn told me that she loves me.” Tess could feel her energy skyrocketing. She started to twirl with delight. “That was so amazing… But you know what? Even if it was just a dream? I feel like I can take on the whole world today!” *Ding-Dong* went the doorbell, making Tess nearly jump into the ceiling. “Oh

“Everything comes to an end, everything has to come to an end. If everything was eternal, nothing would evolve. Everything can break, that’s normal, it’s how it’s supposed to be, no matter how tragic, no matter how awful. When something ends, something else will always be born, but what shape that new life takes is always up to us.” -June 19th, 9:38 AM- Tess felt like her mattress was made of ice. “I lost Sally…” Tess felt the empty space in her arms as if it was a phantom limb. “Melissa betrayed me…” Tess’s phone was like her spirit, cold and dead, with no energy whatsoever. “The Internet thinks I’m nothing but a bad joke…” Tess shut her eyes and covered her ears as if the mob of hecklers was right behind her door... “Lynn rejected me…” Tess violently ejected the contents of her stomach all over her floor. “I’ll… never find happiness. It’s all over.” Tess crawled out of her bed and returned with a dishrag, she wiped the floor so well that the floorboards were

“We are all trapped inside of ourselves. The doors beckon us to leave, but most aren’t brave enough to venture outside. Some are afraid to face the meaning of what leaving will bring. Some are scared of the person they have to become. Some people are lost and convince themselves that they’re all right and that the cage was where they always belonged. They languish inside, without a care in the world. “The door is as pregnable as a closet’s… Yet people can’t help but chain the door shut themselves. We all retreat inside that little room of our hearts. So scared of being left behind that freedom feels like the worst possible way to live…” “But it’s only when you leave that little space and let yourself out… That you wonder why you wasted your time in that tiny little hole to begin with.” -June 18th, 11:35 AM- Lynn was lying on her bed, her bloodshot eyes fixed on her ceiling fan, the rotating blades being a perfect facsimile of her racing brain. “Tess is gay. The letters! My