Apr. 16th, 2014
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muserevival || Word of the Day 069.
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lovesguinnessHERE @ muserevival
Effete
adj. 1. lacking in wholesome vigor; degenerate; decadent. 2. exhausted of vigor or energy; worn out. 3. unable to produce; sterile.
It had only been a week of treatment - just 7 days - but it felt like a fucking year to Euan. The first few days had lulled him into a false sense of security that maybe being an ex boozer and druggo had toughened his system up for any further chemical onslaughts. This was worse than the worst hangover he had ever had. It was worse than detox. Physically anyway. Right now, he didn’t know how he was supposed to be psychologically. All he was getting was exhausted, drained and somewhat autopilot numb. Maybe it was a subconscious protective mechanism so he didn’t further freak out the people around him. They all had to deal with this too, as much as his initial knee-jerk had been to try to spare them from any of it.
( But he was so sick now. Not endlessly, but when he was, it was like it was draining every last morsel of functioning energy he had out of him... )
Effete
adj. 1. lacking in wholesome vigor; degenerate; decadent. 2. exhausted of vigor or energy; worn out. 3. unable to produce; sterile.
It had only been a week of treatment - just 7 days - but it felt like a fucking year to Euan. The first few days had lulled him into a false sense of security that maybe being an ex boozer and druggo had toughened his system up for any further chemical onslaughts. This was worse than the worst hangover he had ever had. It was worse than detox. Physically anyway. Right now, he didn’t know how he was supposed to be psychologically. All he was getting was exhausted, drained and somewhat autopilot numb. Maybe it was a subconscious protective mechanism so he didn’t further freak out the people around him. They all had to deal with this too, as much as his initial knee-jerk had been to try to spare them from any of it.
( But he was so sick now. Not endlessly, but when he was, it was like it was draining every last morsel of functioning energy he had out of him... )
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Apr. 16th, 2014 09:35 pmirishbloodHERE @ muserevival
Unexpected
Corey just sat there in shock. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Cry? Throw up? Wet himself? Shout? Scream? Hit something? Instead, he just sat there on the sofa between his parents, dark eyes locked on the surface of the coffee table separating him from Euan and Julie sitting across from them.
It was like his ears were blocked, and all he could hear through it was an unusual ringing. Goosebumps prickled his skin and he was shaking, the unexpected news having hit him like a freight train. In the end, he didn’t do any of those things. He wasn’t even sure if anyone was waiting for his reaction, but after awhile of tuning everything out around him, he just got up off the sofa and numbly walked out without looking back.
Unexpected
Corey just sat there in shock. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Cry? Throw up? Wet himself? Shout? Scream? Hit something? Instead, he just sat there on the sofa between his parents, dark eyes locked on the surface of the coffee table separating him from Euan and Julie sitting across from them.
It was like his ears were blocked, and all he could hear through it was an unusual ringing. Goosebumps prickled his skin and he was shaking, the unexpected news having hit him like a freight train. In the end, he didn’t do any of those things. He wasn’t even sure if anyone was waiting for his reaction, but after awhile of tuning everything out around him, he just got up off the sofa and numbly walked out without looking back.
