We’re all monsters on the inside
Some of us just aren’t scared of them
"its just baby fat" i tell myself until im 50
Last night my dream wasn’t completely a dream
It involved a flashback about something my dad did.
Now let’s get something straight, my dad is a fuck awful person.
But what scares me the most is that I only saw the flashback because I opened a book.
So what if the book is full of things I don’t know about and every time I revisit that place I see it again
I don’t think I can cope with that…
[the manga is Corpse Party]
Hiding at a party because your social anxiety can’t take the pressure