This story is an entry for  W e A l l F a l l D o w n {A Writing Contest}

Prompt used;

You know, if life were a highway, it would have stop signs.

And these stop signs... they’re there so you’ll stop once

in a while to take a breath. Maybe have a cigarette or two.

And just reflect, you know, just think about all the distance

you’ve crossed. Maybe, just maybe, these stop signs in our

lives are good things.

Pieces of You - Tablo

*Poster credits to ☁ Blue Cotton™ Graphics

I know that it is hard to imagine how the title and the prompt will get along, but I've planned to express each without inattentioning the other.

Well, screw everything ;A; I'm getting so edgy and gloomy lately (even before I started this thing) I don't know how to express myself and thankfully heaven heard me and lead me until I found an angst writing contest. Yeah.

To be honest, although I've poured so much effort on writing this I can't help but face the fact that this is the strangest word vomit I've ever written and I don't think I can win. Like, at all. But I shall (still) hope for the best! /o/




 

I hope you'll enjoy your read,

Immamonster