Journals by Danneh, by newest first

  • Trainwreck Claustrophobics
    You're there again, leaning against the grain of a dilapidated wall, fingers pulling nervously at the fringe of your sleeve. Your eyes jerk at every sound today, jumping from place to place, and I wonder what has you so scared this time. For now, I'll continue standing here, my hands in my pockets though. In about f
    by Danneh on Dec 9 10:46 PM 2008, In Tc.  1,000 words. → Make first comment?