oil unsafe
1:16 p.m.

it is the apathy that has always killed me.

a thousand pages typed and retyped to the chiming

chiiiiiing, click, click, click, click, whirr, chiiing. for nothing, nothing at all but a cold room and a cold heart and a mask to hide in.

this isn't as it should be.

nothing as it seems.

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