in this state i may fight.
its so early.
how do people give in so easily. is it so hard to say no? so hard to put forth effort and realize that physicality is simple and emotion is strength?
who knows.
ive always been a fighter. bared teeth and knuckles and me reaching towards your face.
[direct hit]
i feel more powerful, seeing images of weak and destructive people.
for as destructive as i can be, i have the sense of personal respect so rare these days.
just say hello darling, dont slip.
sleep is attacking me.
[deep and black and soothing]
fine.
just this once.
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So glad you came back while I was gone. I kept checking in and then . . . Ah, sleep. If ever anything had two edges . . .
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