"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.
you sink to the bottom of the mariana trench and i’m just sitting there cross legged with my laptop and headphones in
please be patient with me i am experiencing horrors unknown to you at all times
Tch, you're pretty good. But once I've memorized your attack pattern, we're making out sloppy style
naming my son hugh which is actually short for hughbris
Freelancing in technical theater means you’re on a lot of different email lists. People need a crew, they send out an email, you respond with your availability. Now, most people start these with things like “hey folks” or “hi everyone”. Neal is not most people.
His openers started off innocent enough.
Then, he started to push boundaries.
And as you can see, it has spiraled out of control since then.
hey so haha fun fact but. did you know that i'm not ready for this to end I'm not ready for you to leave I'm not ready to say goodbye to someone like you again