Hunter You know, there is something about clock, and the time, it never stopsTick… tock… tick… It keeps on moving, over and over again No rest, no peace, just like me You see, no one has ever said how exhausting that is, until they end up in that situation, until they become a Hunter, who was nothing more than a living dead, and when I chose not to think anymore, as if that would solve it, I just… sit.That’s all I’ve been doing lately.Sitting, then thinking, then not thinking.Then thinking again until it hurts so badly I wish I could just rip my own head open and take everything out.Because maybe… just maybe if I empty it completely, that would give me the completely freedom i seek. Maybe there would be no Leo, no Jeremy, no guilt, no… me.Fuck! My phone rings, right when I feel this overthinking was finally going to make me go mad, or even better kill me The sound is loud, it feels to real, like it doesn’t belong in this quiet, suffocating space I’ve built for myself.I
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