king-wasted: My body is too heavy to move. The back of my skull feels like glass breaking. I can hear the twinkle of chimes and a whisper “come with us…” Sleep paralysis. Pretty disturbing in the moment, but neat to reflect on.
king-wasted: My body is too heavy to move. The back of my skull feels like glass breaking. I can hear the twinkle of chimes and a whisper “come with us…” Sleep paralysis. Pretty disturbing in the moment, but neat to reflect on.
