cennt123
He was touchy, so touchy, and he was tired. Aggressive were his movements and worse was his voice, scratchy as a claw, rending the air around him and dispelling those who felt pity. He felt nothing, or he told himself he did.
Something was gone.
He could not allow himself to be caressed as he had a month ago.
writing since 2016 · 1 entries · 1 days shown up
each square is a day—lit means Cent showed up.
1longest streak
1days written
7entries / week
the words Cent reaches for
touchyhimselftiredaggressivemovementsworsevoicescratchyclawrendingairdispellingpityallowcaressedago