there’s a certain anger welling up inside me, like mercury steadily rising. the monster still has no face, it’s nature still eludes my comprehension. but it’s there, it’s real, and if don’t act fast it’s going to tear me apart.
50!
August 28, 8PM. "Knock, knock. "Who's there? "Leo. "Leo who? "I wanna Leeeeeeooooo down in a bed of roses......
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