isko

Today, I ought to be alone.  Again.  For whatever your vanishing is worth, I commend you for your cowardice.

Stab me then with your silence.  Leave me asking.  When you’re back soon, it’d be my chance to wash off my trail.  Tearless.

I’ll die laughing.

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