mirandawrites
When I took the pills I hit the floor. No really. I hit the floor. Couldn't feel my legs, they felt like wiggly noodles underneath me, and I could no longer support myself. I did a faceplant in the middle of the sidewalk and have a cut on my lip.
when I was in the dark room i saw a ghost. not a real ghost, but it was a real ghost. it's name was maurice. I said hello maurice and he told me he liked to eat mustard, and his pet peeve was photography so that's why he was haunting the dark room to destroy all the photos i was developing.