Here I sit, diminished by two vials.
Somewhere way far away from me, two vials of the liquid that used to sustain me is being spun in circles until it separates, then to be subjected to who knows what.
I didn't want it to go, they took it with sharp things. I couldn't even watch.
Modern medicine is frightening on a level.
Somewhere way far away from me, two vials of the liquid that used to sustain me is being spun in circles until it separates, then to be subjected to who knows what.
I didn't want it to go, they took it with sharp things. I couldn't even watch.
Modern medicine is frightening on a level.
But in the mean time dream of lollipops and sugar babies!