This is how fucked up i got.

I knew I couldn’t help myself from defying liberty. It was my gratitude to him so I shared my single room flat and let him get my bed. I lived in the living room instead. He is the man who invented Kim. Kim! The total sarcastic fall of sex dolls. There is always something in the world that’s just shouldn’t be there any longer.

He was the guy on the newspaper, the tv, all over town. Why am I getting this right down on me now? I’m a dead man walking’s dead man.

He got nowhere else to go. Maybe. I checked on my watch, it’s past 10, I’ll leave the breakfast now… poof!*

Zipped my pants slowly, I looked back, I checked on myself confirming he’s not around, I turned away, his door opened.

As he yawned past me, I smiled at him.