getting the fear

the reality attack starts small but escalates quickly, from the strange, dim reflection in the hallway mirror to holy fuck I’m really going to die I’m already dying and so is everything and everyone else and we’re all going to come apart in each other’s hands, bleach in our sinuses and darkening minds and it’s all going to hurt so much

toys in a children’s graveyard

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