White Noise

The hum I live inside. Media is usually how I feel without fully feeling. Films, series, music, books… they blur into a constant noise I wrap myself in. This is where I write about what flickers through that static, what cuts through the fog and what stays.
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addicted to the quiet in the storm in Flowers in The Attic
Written after reading the first hundred pages of Flowers in the Attic. While reading books or watching a film or two, I…



