stop here

always under my skin, a small film over my retinas, terminal?

his forehead the moment he tried to make up his mind to do something.

A secondary heading!

Can I borrow your rain coat? When the world is too blue so I put my night-light colored sunglasses on. There's still the half-burned polaroid picture of us under your ashtray, that I look at to remember my face.

• No quiero dormir
• Look back
• She only sleeps when it's raining