Feeble fires burn forests to the ground.
Lately my friends and I have taken to playing Forum Mafia, a game of deceit and murder and the occasional witch hunt. So far it has been more than a little fun, although to be completely honest there were days when I felt obligated to quit out of sheer exhaustion at the levels of comprehension and patience such a game demands of its players. It has been teaching me a lot about the ways in which a person could be driven mad by an uncanny combination of annoying friends and bullshit thought processes, and a jarring lack of sleep and tolerance.
I should be preparing for the first semester, but I’m not. Because I can’t.
Heart aflame, skin lit, lips sealed.