There is hardly a process to explain how blood reminds me that I always reside in the future. Scraped my elbow twice and drowned it with isopropyl alcohol; all I could think about was how tolerable the pain was compared to lingering regret - how satisfying it is to feel certain things as they happen, to be to be pulled, wincing, to experience the
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I am nothing without my comical disasters. Just the same as my racist grandparents, in all the things they were not, gave me the conviction otherwise lacking to beI think also, I am addicted because it's rich in reassurance. Its good to see punishment meted out when i'm being a relentless dick. And often I am- because it gives me warmth and certainty it will go the other direction ( ... )
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