Fingertips trembling, holding your breath. 141 unread messages. The water faucet left running. The same dream again. This is why you'll never be able to quit, why you're in it for good, why you'll keep coming back to me over and over again.
Now look what I've gone and done. You already know what the future is going to be like. Another morning, afternoon, and evening of canceled plans, nothing but my page, your dick in your hand,