~10,969 words, oneshotPrompts: 31_days
, September 21, 2012: the sky's as blue as a gunshot wound.Summary:
And it occurs to her that she may be going mad, if she's conjured up this sort of imaginary friend.
In which I replay those moments that many of you know over and over again, until it's like a broken record that breaks. With some candy-coated crazy sprinkled in. It didn't end up as schizophrenic as I'd thought it'd be...maybe more editing time was needed, I dunno, since I pounded this out in like...yeah, eight days.
Okay, yeah, I'll just be...editing this constantly over the next few days thanks yeah.( the shedding of leaves and other such things. )