|Envy (gre3n_eyed) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-02-13 22:13:00
|Current music:||"The Fall" by Gary Nunam|
|Entry tags:||envy, glam|
WHO: Envy and Glam
WHAT: Hit by the Eros love juice
WHEN: Valentine's Day
WHERE: Streets of NY/Record shop
WARNINGS: This is Envy....the possibilities are endless. It'll be a wonder Glam doesn't end up in a ditch.
Envy had gnawed his nails down to the quick since morning. He couldn't recognize this strange plague inside him. It burned with the fire of a thousand suns, raging war over and over again until he couldn't even walk. He felt sick, tormented and defeated. This feeling was painful at the way it wanted to burst through his chest with rays of sunshine.
Envy was not a fan of sunshine. It was hell on earth.
He crawled off the mattress of his bed in green pants and leather, chains, studs and cuffs which made him look like grunge or just wearing a garbage bag over his head. He pulled the hoodie up over to cloak out the sun as he found himself roaming the streets in daylight. He was looking for something to maim or squeeze the life out of thinking it might release this insane tightness in his chest. He felt like he wanted to die.