Friday, May 14, 2004

i sleep. soundly, until the rusting springs on the bed gives a little creek.

the room smells of sweat and spit. it is dark.

the fan sits on top of a table, turned on high.

i cling to the blankets to stop the cold air from touching my naked body.

i lie there, pretending to sleep.

pretending not to hear him breathing next to me.

pretending not to feel the brush of his arm on mine as he stood up.

pretending not to feel him whisper "thanks".

pretending not to hear his footsteps as the door slammed shut.

pretending not to care.

pretending not to cry.



putsa!! anong kalibugan nanaman itong naiisip ko?

[[sanya whored herself to the world at 12:24 AM]]