I am not lonely, you are lonely. Shut up!!
Comfort Zone By D.I. Jolly
His muscles all tensed and he opened his mouth to scream, but the rushing air caught the sound in his throat and he stifled.
Flowers 2 By D. I. Jolly
The last talentless man floating in the sea of the extraordinary.
Sleepwalking 4 by D.I. Jolly
Just drifting through his days like a dream with only short moments of clarity…
Sleepwalking By D.I. Jolly
The vision of your future now a distant last dream sitting on the pile with all the others, right next to happily married, a good parent and a fulfilling job.
Circles By D.I. Jolly
It was 7 am when his alarm started screaming, telling him he’d lain awake all night.
Addiction By D.I. Jolly
A half-remembered dream that’s slowly coming into clarity.
A True Story By D.I. Jolly
“Play with me.”