Hello, I'm Jace. I'm a little dreary, a little funny, a lot odd. My stories will most likely have a dark hint to them or have something to do with love. I also LOVE music so there might be a few songfics every-now-and-then. PS the boy in my pic is the love of my life. <3
So, I was talking to this guy on Thumb today. Complaining about my problems, and just generally b*tchin'. As we moved on in the convo he shared a few of his problems with me.
#1 Cat poop is toxic to sea otters..
Can't you see me crying. Can't you see I'm dying. Straining to reach where you are Straining to be all that we were.
Afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, pouring it's warmth into my dreams. I groggily sat up, pushing my hair out of my eyes. My boyfriend was still fast asleep next to me.
The new room was a copy of the one I woke up in. The only difference was that in the center of the room there was a few somethings sitting around a small table. Curious, I walked closer.
Nothing. That's what I feel. Black. White. I'm not sure. All I know is that I have to get out. Nothing is boring. Nothing is strange. I hate it. 'Let me out.' Nothing. 'Let me out.' Nothing. 'Let. Me.