it doesn't work. something broke, and i can't fix it. they don't specialize in these things. when i pulled, you pushed. snapped like a spine. except there's no brace for this break. and no killer for this pain.

when the sun rose today, it hated what it saw and went back down. the moon has no place in a sky this ugly. and when all the children grow up, they'll realize it was all a joke. and they'll pull the stars down in spite.

anything that violent can't be good for you. no matter how good it feels, wounds don't heal wounds. and all you're doing is worrying the people around you. not that you even fucking care.

there is no escape into the clouds. water vapor won't hold the weight on your shoulders. you'll have to bulk up if you want to keep going. i only hope you can stop kidding yourself before you collapse from exhaustion.

please remember how strong you were and are. don't fuck around. the sky is no joke. the sea is limitless. all these things are inside you.