bloody

“So, it might be a bad idea to scratch with a knife…” I said, as the blood was running in the kitchen floor.

silent|sounds

//taps fingers on table//

//owls wooting//

//waves crashing//

//coquis singing//

//modem running//

Yep. It sounds… like silence over here.

whole

& then the ocean went all black. & it swallowed me whole.

How do I taste ocean?

hidden

• Damage assessment

All limbs intact.

…

…



No, wait… all the nails are missing!

uh|complicated

Well, yeah. Leave it to me to make something complicated.

Hasta la saciedad.

uh|melt

& your voice said ….

*reaches melting point*

uh|concience

OK. I desist.
No insults for you fucker today.

See? sometimes, I'm such a good girl.

delay

is the best spice for a phone conversation.

The suggar was your voice.

486

believe|it

There's no cheery music when the heart feels nostalgic.

& you needed until yesterday to believe that you were, truly, alone? Incredula.

late

I think I’m finally tired of everything’s time not being sync with my time.

It makes me feel like I'm always late. & I'm a punctual person!
*slaps forehead*

fucker

Lets get something very clear here ok: primero muerta que sometida.
Get that fucker? Or do you need me to fucking explain it better for your dumbass brain?

Whoa yes, I AM that dramatic. & proud of it.

please

Sometimes I think you just want to hurt me.

And sometimes I think maybe I want you to.

The problem is the wanting, apparently.

torn

between what there was and what there could be.

I want both.

hello

Hello.
Hello.

Hello.
Hi.

Bye.
Bah bye.