i was standing against the bathroom door. my brain, like concrete, dragging itself across the floor, moving faster away. i couldnt let myself sleep. besides, the birds were all awake, so how could i?

there is no reason why this should be so goddamn difficult.

there is no reason why liquid shouldnt quench, or pounding sex shouldnt satisfy.

there is no reason!

nothing is anything anymore. not since that day.

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