I see them all disappear before me. My head throbbing.
I can't even think straight.
Falling into the habit of gritting my teeth. My vision begins to vibrate into sound waves of some electric whale song.
Trying to grasp at nothing.
My chest begins to thump, the hooks in my throat being yanked out.
I start to wear my skeleton about.
Your smell was just cigarettes and incense, but to others it was "unique".
Sadly I can't say I was the only one to wear it, but it must be said that I was the only one who took as much pleasure and appreciated it the most.
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