sjsprWriting

Everything is grape flavored. I dont know what to do or say anymore. I dont know who i am. I am lost. They left me in a massive library, containing every volume ever published. I dont know what happened. I must have gotten lost within the pages of countless stories. Living vicariously through heroic protagonists. Nothing feels the same. I was content with just floating about, flipping page after page, no real intentions. Im lost in a purple haze. Everything I touch turns to dust and crumbles to the ground. Im not floating im walking, slowly. Descending. Nothing is real. Everything is grape flavored.