Flip-side--I've got no insight but the terror you bleed. I shattered into three and half pieces and can no longer think straight. Did you decide what was best for me? I'm sorry you're so indecisive. Why don't you crawl inside of me so I can suffocate all the ugly thoughts. There is no other way.

Dive. Or learn to dive. Or drive. Or derive. Count the expressions on her face. Extract the pain at the base of your skull. You are broken more ways than I can remember. Don't question, just pay. Drop the bills in the box, then step off the ledge. No wine to whine about. Wreck the promises with idle gifts and dialogue.

Last breath he mustered before he got deported.