This is a little story I wrote during a small bought of insanity a while back. Don't worry, I'm fine now.
"Problems of a Common Man"
In a desperate attempt to retain any sight of sanity, I began to eat my eyeballs. Multiple problems of a quite severe nature began to arise once I allowed myself to realize that my mouth was no longer under the influence of my person. I grinned in sad amusement at my left hand flailing aimlessly in an attempt to retrieve pieces of me that had obviously grown up and left the house. Upon further assessment of the situation it became apparent that my right hand had noticed the steadily increasing level of ent