I smile to myself as I think of frank. I think of him as the bungee cord finally snaps and I fall. I know I'm not going to jerk back up. my brain has given up. this time they have me. I know they have me.i know I'm not going to wake back up. not this time. not ever. I know it. I know things, remember?
I FORGOT THE CREATOR BUT ITS A SPLITTING OF THE MIND I didn't write this I'm not that creative
