/lit/ - Literature

Reading.. "..Except I couldn't really mourn. Tears wouldn't come. As much as I wanted to howl and sob with grief, my eyes remained dry and steely. Inside, I was a broken, weeping wreck, but on the outside I was cold, calm and collected, as though I hadn't been affected by the vampire's death"
R I.P James, it's been the worst year ever without you. For the first time in my life I am properly alone and I am stone cold. If you were still here and it was me that was gone instead... How much better off would everything be, eh? This is the kind of thing I can't vocalise to everyone, so why am I doing this now to a bunch of strangers..