when they left, he was left with the kind of sadness that only teenagers could understand. an intense loneliness that crept up on him on his commute home from work. he found there was no way past it, he could wrap himself up a fantasy, in an imagined world brighter and quieter than the greyness… Continue reading when they left
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my flatmate’s cat
i can hear the cat scratching on my flatmate's door. her quiet 'meow's' are so pitiful, I can't help but open the door every hour to let her roam around my room. the house shakes every time a door is shut