SourLittleSoul

White. Plain white. It stares at me through the computer screen as my fingers stumble over a worn-out keyboard, to make words. To immortalise thoughts. The white taunts me, laughing at me, as I continue to struggle to tap out legible words. However, in my hurry the words turn into a mess of letters, slightly resembling fractions of the English langue. It's as though my words are trying to path a bridge of bold black letters to climb over a wall, but the wall grows with every single letter. Inch by inch. Foot by foot. Yard by yard. My fingers bash the keys harder and harder, trying to build the wall faster and faster. Battling the rapid

This here is my old account XD BeautifulMasscar (https://www.deviantart.com/beautifulmasscar)