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I feel absolutely awful. I hate fevers and I hate illness and I hate everything like that. The second I so much as get out of bed I can feel Death staring me in the face.
Writing Prompt #15
The protagonist is a complete germaphobe. Before they do remotely anything, they have to wash their hands. Every weekend, they have a cleaning purge of their house to the point where one can eat on the floor. And they absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, cannot stand to be around sick people.
Which makes things very complicated when their best friend/lover comes down with a fever.
I’m sick right now and very busy this weekend, I might not post a lot right now, I’m sorry!! I’ve been trying to get over this fever, but I’m just too hot that my body finds it necessary for me to be at 103.5 for two days straight/j
I’m sorry, I’ll be posting again soon <33
A feverish Character B leaning into Character A’s cool touch
Fever in my head So comfortin If I wasn't dead I would kiss you again It feels like a storm I'm on a pressure plate It makes me feel better to write you again
My thoughts are all murky Misleadin me I could be a pirate But I'm lost without sea And when I'm woozy on the couch It's so true to me So lie to me and tell me That the trees never change
I don't buy it
And I wish I could give you Every story I had But these old wicked bones Didn't know of your care And I can't help but see you Cause I'm still goin mad And it's no fault of either But the clocks turn in squares
Fever in my heart Keep sleepin in I'll fade in these cushions Til I know you again Wanna drain my head S'all coploid here Was I your dear poet? You were my pioneer
It makes me feel summer Much harder, then Got all this freedom Got no way to spend You've got to feel cool With the wind again I'll be fine when it's over Just keep moving your pen
You're gonna be the best
And I wish I could give you Every story I knew But my brain would escape me When my hand was in yours And I woke from a nightmare I was waitin for you But I'm rudely aware we went through diff'rent doors
I still want to wait anymore
And my brains press the Walls of my skull And my trash doesn't Care who I am And the moss grows Inside my remorse Cause you're still Really wonderful And the murders remind me of you And I wonder which path was the mighta' been And it's not like we're that far away I just wish I could see you there And your hair It feels unfair
Fever face is close to a guinea hen I'm always surprised when you say I'm fantastic again
I'm sorry that I stared when I looked at you The things I want to say become hard around you
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