My friend got really upset at me because I may have taken the artistic decision to kill all my main characters off. And then she ran and sat in my closet.
Which got me thinking, what do you hide from (figurative/literal)? Why do people hide in general?
Tell me about it.
For me, it's truth/reality. I can't handle it. So I decide to live in my own little worlds of misconceptions.
Stay rad,
Riley
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3 comments:
I hide from responsibility, and Holy Communion. True story.
Holy Communion?
Nice.
Dear Riley,
People don't hide in closets... Monsters hide in closets.
PS... Aved says hi sis. We miss you.
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