the air screamed through the almost hollow trees. I waited, then it yelled.
“I have worth,” he screamed. Came back: naught but a cold wind, and the echo of his loneliness.
I feel my teeth try to bite the wall while i silently scream.
I love her.
Babies scream and wave their arms so much because they’re just in an infinite reincarnation loop, living their own lives over and over again.
Or it’s because they’ve just been pushed out of a vagina I don’t know.