Hunger, Thirst and TeaI think I ate worms for breakfast today. Possibly baby snakes. The sight of their slimy bodies writhing around on my red plate made me feel sick and as non-appetite-like as ever. Could I ever eat something so disgusting? Maybe if they hadn't been so slimy and fanged. Who would've thought baby snakes had such sharp, pointy teeth anyway? My finger tips are still bleeding from that one bite I took to satisfy them.Hunger, Thirst and Tea by oriental-darling
I drank warm tea beside the food that I didn't eat. Indian chai. Im actually not sure exactly what kind of tea that is, or why there are so many kinds of chai. I only really have a good grasp of the history and kinds of Chinese tea, with jasmine pearl tea being my favourite. Indian tea is way out of my reach. Ive recently vowed to try vanilla chai. It sounds too delicious to pass out on. The chai tea tastes like spices and cinnamon though. Much better than the slithering worms they tried to serve me. Drinking enough will make me less hungry and hopefully less cranky.
never grow up.I have a monster living underneath my bed.never grow up. by Pretty-As-A-Picture
Hes made up of burnt frog skin, white-red cobweb veined eyes and a collection of missing pebble teeth. Sometimes we play scrabble.
(The first time he was just a mechanical hum beneath the bowing wooden planks, he was just a faint smell of green and he was just a hot cloud of fog around my lips. Its the wind, its the wind, I breathed. Then he breathed back, heavy and loud and monster-like; AM NOT.)
He always spoke in capitals; MONSTERS ARE MUCH TOO SCARY FOR LOWER-CASED LETTERS, he informed me one night under pink covers. I shined the flashlight into his eyes until they changed colour and he bared his teeth.
He sometimes visits my dreams. The grass turns sickly where he trudges and the woodland creatures whimper and scramble in his wake. WHERES MY HUG? He holds his warm monster limbs out, palms snatching me from my happy-ever-after and grins gap-toothily. I manage a chuckle as I buckle in his embrace.
He used to keep me