#tapewormtheo

(Heard u wanted asks so I figured I’d write somethin for u) Weathered and weary leaves cling to me as I walk through the beaten trail. I didn’t come alone, but my friends are far ahead of me. Not that I mind. The moist air around me makes my moves so sluggish, my body so heavy. There are shouts in front of my, cries for help. I’m so tired though, I’m sure they’ll be fine if I just sit and rest a bit.

We had like two conversations and I’ll never forget you

Warm, wet air encases you. Huddles of people move around you, you're not quite sure if you're moving with them. Are you walking? Or are you standing still, cold against this warm world? Cold against the humid wind. Your breath erratic, your heart fast. Like a small rabbit tearing its way through the forest. Are there really people around you? Or are you imagining this? Who knows, but at least it's warm outside.