Status Updates From Heaven

nervousness filled my stomach like a gas, climbing up my throat and threatening to choke me. it ran down my arms and made my hands sting. 61

every painting was a moment of destruction coinciding with the birth of something wonderful” 46

Dnf. Well-written. If you don’t mind cliche messages, you might like it. I stopped halfway through because i didn’t feel like the story was going to lead to much. Like, yeah, they’re friends. Cool. What else? More than friends? Ok. And then…?