(Warning: this post is basically about Depression.)
'Today, however, all Venom can discern is what could be considered the cerebral equivalent of static. Everything is fuzzy and the thoughts that are trying to surface keep coming up blurry, with no real impulse behind them.'
I love Venom.
I love Venom to the end of the Earth. Cos I'm just that kind of weird sassy nerd.
So I've been reading Venom fanfiction.