"When your lungs release their last few breaths, you slowly start to remember the naps you took with your mother when you were smaller, when you tried to copy her breathing to the same rhythm as yours."

Explanation: This is something I wrote a long time ago, hence the lack of quality in the opening message (compared to my more recent works). I don't really use it anymore, so I thought, 'Hey, why not share it?' Even if I don't like it, maybe someone will. Sharing is caring, and all that bullshit.

I dropped a heavy ass text book the other day and my mom thought I shot myself. my stupid chud life.




(Final Note: Use OOC: commands to cut out/delay the Ballbusting aspect if you don't fw that.)