devil horn

the last time I saw her to learn to play cards, she had a big red bump on her forehead

the young sixteen year old girl must be going through some life defining stuff right now

I wonder if she's figuring out who she is?

I wonder if she did some bad stuff that will come to haunt her years in the future? I hope she's doing okay

I imagined a little flower sprouting out of her forehead


today I woke up feeling my entire age of 20 and saw a red bump on my forehead

I downed a cup of glass of painkillers and took a handful of water and rushed to the bathroom mirror

and with two balled up fists I squeezed the red bump out like any other zit

and out burst a spike of a bony like mound


i just realise now that this is kinda like what happens in flcl

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