[This is what he gets, for trying to hold onto something long gone. This is what he gets, for trying not to forget. This is what he gets, for asking for a - for an apology? Was it an apology? Did he get it? Does it matter? His skull feels too small and compact for the thoughts running rampant in his head, and if he had lungs he's fairly sure they'd be compressing his chest tighter, tighter, tighter -
But you don't need breath, for this. You don't need breath to feel your SOUL squeeze, your skull get lighter, your phalanges distant even as they're stretched across the covers of a bed that isn't his, because he's - he's goddamned sentimental, apparently. Not a trait he ever would'a slapped onto himself, but he was always a real good liar. Especially when it comes to himself.
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But you don't need breath, for this. You don't need breath to feel your SOUL squeeze, your skull get lighter, your phalanges distant even as they're stretched across the covers of a bed that isn't his, because he's - he's goddamned sentimental, apparently. Not a trait he ever would'a slapped onto himself, but he was always a real good liar. Especially when it comes to himself.
No Integrity, to this one.
Not a drop.]