"... he is bound, the dogmatic atheist, tall, haggard, timid, good-natured, scientific."

[tumty_tum]

I flounder about in this shallow puddle. I know how I should feel and think at times, but never how I should act. And my gils pulsate, in and out, gasping for the next breath. I don't want to hurt her anymore than she hurt me, and yet I wish she would hurt. And all the while, what's the use? I take stab after stab with these numb blue fingers

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[scissorhands86]

Not that this was your point or anything, but that was really quite lovely.

Hope you feel better soon man.