We'll start with last night. Better ones have been had, but I want to start fresh.
I remember leaving him. I had a real good reason I'm sure. But the thing I most remember was the relief I felt. The excitement; I could do anything. A wave of possibilities passed over me, and I smiled.
We were...in the room. With the couches. They became them; somehow. It didn't last forever. We just avoided them until they were done. Their faces were the worst. Skeletal and rotting. But Christian turned and...we couldn't wait. I shoved a wooden spoon through his face. Yeah.
PCP. A purple ring...she licked it. Meth. PCP. Meth.
and, finally
death.
I remember leaving him. I had a real good reason I'm sure. But the thing I most remember was the relief I felt. The excitement; I could do anything. A wave of possibilities passed over me, and I smiled.
We were...in the room. With the couches. They became them; somehow. It didn't last forever. We just avoided them until they were done. Their faces were the worst. Skeletal and rotting. But Christian turned and...we couldn't wait. I shoved a wooden spoon through his face. Yeah.
PCP. A purple ring...she licked it. Meth. PCP. Meth.
and, finally
death.
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