[ there's no response. actually, there's just more mess, this violent, awful, discordant version of that goddamn song you raise me up so i can stand on mountains and the fussy thought doesn't quite cut through, short of a discordant burst of the static that seems to pull back together like a hand cutting through water.
there's another crackle of electricity, violent. work just work please work please work work come on why won't you come on god damn it no - and if d leans on the door a bit, he'll note that it's not locked? so there's that ]
no subject
there's another crackle of electricity, violent. work just work please work please work work come on why won't you come on god damn it no - and if d leans on the door a bit, he'll note that it's not locked? so there's that ]