BrettNotGreg
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If You Can Have Another Drink, You Can Write Another Paragraph
UPDATE: 7/12/22 - This story has sat in my drafts for a good while, and I had completely forgotten about its existence. I hardly remember writing it, but it definitely spoke to me. Since I initially wrote this piece, I am in a much better place, and it's nice to have this as a reminder of how far I've come, even though it may at times seem as though I haven't made much progress at all.
By BrettNotGreg2 years ago in Confessions
I was put here...
As it stands, I am the physical result of an over-worker. The need for financial success has weighed heavily on my body, leaving me an achy, sore, pile of organs and bones. Today, I have peace and clarity of mind, and I know that something greater will come from all of the effort that I've put in.
By BrettNotGreg2 years ago in Poets
Netflix’s ‘Fear Street’ Trilogy: A Review
Yesterday, I binge-watched all three parts to Netflix’s “Fear Street” trilogy, directed by Leigh Janiak and based on the novels by R.L. Stine from the 90’s. I have to say, going in, I was a bit skeptical, but the more the trilogy progressed, the more hooked I became.
By BrettNotGreg3 years ago in Horror
Irony in the Morning...
I flicked a cigarette off of the balcony as I slid the door open and walked back inside. “Anything planned today?” The naked guy (whose name I could not remember) asks from the bedroom as I’m throwing my shirt on and feeling around for my keys.
By BrettNotGreg3 years ago in Humans
Put Yourself Back Together
It’s currently 4am, and I’m just coming out of my nightly/early morning panic attack. I worry a lot, because I feel as though I’ve made a mess of things in my twenty-nine years. I find myself repeating the same thought process most nights, which usually includes over analyzing the mistakes as well as the progress I’ve made in life accompanied by my goals for the near future.
By BrettNotGreg4 years ago in Motivation
No One Ever Visits...
The house is a total wreck - not that I’m expecting company. No one ever visits, and if they do it’s not for long. There isn’t even any electricity, the only source of light being the candle I burn on the window sill every evening. Every surface is covered with dust, and every corner filled with cobwebs.
By BrettNotGreg4 years ago in Horror