So I was looking at porn when (Fellow writers

So I was looking at porn when (Fellow writers do not make this dirty. Consider it a challenge. Feel free to challenge the rest of the victims as well.)

I lost my sight. Mama always warned me that if I didn't stop doing...well, you know...that...I 'd go blind. As usual, Mama was right. What Mama didn't know is that now, I

have nothing to lose. So now I can do my thing morning, noon, and night. Mama still tries to visit me, but obviously I do not see her.

It has become rather difficult to find solace. My will to live is vanishing.

my will to live begat striving for greatness and filial piety but it was just desire for nourishment and wish for approval. I sprinkled manna on the petri dish & the tiny children

went mad with delight. Manna-dusted growth medium was the microchildren's favorite treat! Then, a tragic error: in my zeal to focus, I lowered the lens too far and crushed the

Pixels so they mushroomed and reached 2,653,605. This was microscopic, and what I saw scared me so much I threw it on the floor, smashing it into 3,075,135 shards of glass. My wife

handed me a whisk broom, said "clean it up yourself", and marched out the front door and home to her mother, who had been dead for several years. I looked at the shattered remains

I pointed at a specific remain and I told it-, I said, "I don't know those voices. I don't have to listen to strange voices. Especially when they claim to be from friends.