From Writhe’s journal:
01-22-06
Time passes so slowly in my 2D world. It seems like I haven’t done anything in months yet it’s only been a day. So many thoughts go through my head that I can’t keep track of them all. It’s very frustrating. A friend asked me recently what I was afraid of…
I’m afraid of dying
of living
of being no one
of being forgotten
of making people angry
of lost time
and if everything will ever be all right
and if I’ll ever be able to tell the truth
and if I’ll ever let myself love again…
afraid of opening my mouth
of being wrong
of getting lost
of not being happy
of ever being happy
of never having an adventure
of never knowing who I’m supposed to be
of never really being someones hero
of never meeting the right person
of always being lied to
of never having the time
of defeat
of messing it up
of never getting started
of never being complete
of never knowing the right words
of saying them at the wrong time
of never doing it right
of never seeing the right moment
of never seizing it when it happens
of doubt
of insecurities
of getting stuck
of never ridding myself of hurtful passive-aggressive tendencies
of never getting it across
and of so much time alone in my head.












Awww, this journal entry makes me want to hug Writhe. *hug*
I’m sure he would appreciate it.
Shine’s face in the last panel is priceless.
Nice one.
*click*
It’s amazing that you can tell he’s smiling and still has no mouth!