My hands are dying.

“Imagine 4 years.Four years, two suicides, one death, one rape, two pregnancies …”

“Except forget it happened on Monday, right? And I can kiss you, but I don't kno…”

“I am so sad. I am so sad it makes me heavier than the sum of my parts. I shift,…”

“I take a deep breath. It smells suspiciously like bullshit in here.”