Run of the Mill by ~ohbeautifuldelilah
We're Taking Over- 3 -We're Taking Over by ~ohbeautifuldelilah
"Yoshida... help... help me up," her body is pinned to the ground by an unseen force.
This force, although invisible to the naked eye, has been her constant shadow throughout these years. It has been with her since the start of her middle school years, haunting her in broad daylight and even until the very moment she tries to sleep. Right now it is mid-afternoon and she is all alone, save for a certain Sojiro Yoshida.
He doesn't waste another second as he swoops his hands to her back and sits her upright. She is fragile at this moment and feels as though no one could save her--as though she would be fragile forever. There it is, that word--forever. It holds so much meaning yet means nothing at all. For her, it is the forbidden fruit that little by little she has been eating, nibbling on unknowingly. Without another moment she takes a bite and her fears sweep in in one mad rush for dominance. Trembling like it's her last resort, she stutters and tries to hold on to the disto
Thinking of YouLying in bed, I look up at my off-white ceiling thinking about that time we went to your house and painted your backyard fence. Sighing, I can't sleep thinking about where you're off to and if you're safe. I'm unsure about the truth, I barely have half of it. I'm scared to go on knowing I might not ever smile, might not ever laugh, might not ever be alive. Quietly I think about the last words you told your mom before you left and the silence is deafening, with that scene in sharp playback.Thinking of You by ~ohbeautifuldelilah
"I'll be back before you know it mom, don't worry. Seriously, it's three blocks away."
And then, in one swift motion of trying to forget, I inhale and close my eyes. A certain coldness takes over me even though I've wrapped myself up in the thickest blanket I could find, a part of me somehow already anticipating this moment. The chill that travels across my skin is not so much because of the winter but more of the pain that has gnawed on me ever since the day you were pronounced a missing perso
I like your drawing style, somehow it's both soft yet striking at the same time. I can tell a lot of thought and effort went into it. 
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