im fucking bored and sad so here’s a concept?? it’s kind of a sad one too. idk it just helps to write but i’m not good at it tho skdhkshe// exhaling tiredly, tyler watched a cloud of smoke form and float above him. he stared at it longingly; jealous, almost. the wind blew it away, and in the time one could blink, the smoke went up in the air, disappearing forever.
if he could, he'd cry. he'd bawl his eyes out. he'd sob, he'd scream, he'd yell until his lungs hurt. he'd shout on top of his lungs. but instead he filled them up with smoke once again. he held it in longer than needed and almost aggressively blew it out again. it just left him again, as expected.
a bird humming its song filled up the silence. “shut up." he murmured, obviously irritated. he didn't wait till midnight to get out of his house for his quiet to be disturbed, for god's sake.
he sniffed, the january wind was creeping through the thin fabric of his hoodie, but he wasn’t cold. he looked down at the cigarette between his fingers, half way done.
he felt the urging desire to push the thing against his arm, and feel it burn the skin, feel something. he didn't do it though, but god, did he want to.
inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling.
his head felt fuzzy; cloudy almost. as if the smoke hadn't completely escaped him. as if it went straight to his head, twisting and turning through his brain, and making itself at home.
he frowned, and brought the cigarette up to his chapped lips one last time. a few unfamiliar people had passed by, or maybe he imagined them, but they kept giving him strange looks. he didn't blame them. he was just standing there, against a wall, no socks on, at one am, looking like a corpse. he just ignored them, he could’ve given them the same look. cause why were they outside?
everyone was supposed to fucking sleep.
throwing the cigarette away, he slid down the wall and brought his knees up to his chest, hugging some warmth into his body.
he felt stupid. he could be laying in his bed, but he was outside, feeling miserable. stupid.
he went with a hand through his hair, reminding himself that he desperately needed to cut it.
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