inanition–the bad part

it’s like i’ve been slapped silently, a strange abuse, a breach of contract. how dare you not say what i want to hear?

looks like i won’t be out of here till tomorrow.

God, i’d love a miracle. is belief what you need? i don’t have much, i’m sorry.

help my unbelief…

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