Things we say(I never said I hated you.) I’m sitting there, placid and far, far away, as you yell at me. You’re really going off, really giving it to me this time. “-never do anything! What do you do?” (“I am sorry for whatever whoever did,”) and the blood in your face seethes as I say this, but no one ever says what they want to. What I wanted to, or meant to say, was: “Shush darling, we’re being foolish. I’m sorry. I love you,” but those words only exist in my mind, and they’re spoken in a voice much more human than my own. “-even listening to me? Bastard!” My voice is dull and straiThings we say
The Explorer of NothingGive me something. Anything.The Explorer of Nothing
"You don't gettit, the person who stays, they can't leave until I tell 'em to. Anything else is just a fuckaround, I get nothin' outta it and you get your fill of drama and you're gone. I need someone who'll stay through the night and day, the good and bad. That's why I see a shrink, as long as I pay, they ain't going nowhere. So get the fuck out! GET OUT!" The rage wells and churns, spits and screams. I'm screaming at the world, I want out of my skin, to chew my way out, pull my skin off and shove it in my mouth, in their mouth. I want to force them to feel my pain, let them k
TrainsI was on the Southbound and I was both high and low and I knew a woman was sitting next to me but I was too nervous to checkerout so I just kept staring out the window. Cars went by and the train made its stops and people got on and off and pretty soon we were at my station and the woman next to me moved (she was all right looking I guess) and I left. I sat watching television while my parents moved around as if waiting on me, fixing me a sandwich, arguing over who did more for me, blocking the television.Trains
"Yes, I'm eating." "You sure? You look thin." I
Dobson and the DemonsThey were in his head and he screamed and tore at his hair and his fingernails dug into his scalp and blood started to run and the demons screamed louder. Some of the neighborhood kids gathered around Dobson, watching him and laughing. "Aw he's fakin' it," "Kickim in the balls then we'll know." One of the bigger kids stepped forward to kick him but Dobson suddenly screamed and clawed the kid's face and all the other kids retreated across the road and watched as the bigger kid started pummeling Dobson with rocks.Dobson and the Demons
"Is he for real? Why ain't he doin' nuthin?" The bigger kid-whose name
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