/lit/ - Literature

Goddamn it ok listen up. I'm not talking to you anymore. This is it, final warning. Look at your walls, look at the mould, by god, I can feel it's spores frothing in my throat. What do you mean "it is?" Stop laughing. Oh, now you're scared, OK, well go call your mom. See if she picks up. No? Well, ok but that's not what I've come for. Draw the windows down, let nothing in. I'm going out? No, I'm asking YOU. What's this? Stop sending me things. We don't need tiles; we have tiles. Go to bed! Well, the green is fine. The green. THE GREEN. THE ok, well, why not? Hmm. Whatever. I'm leaving now, I swear to, I won't swear. You bitch. Why did you smile at me like that. I can't fucking hear her voice anymore over all this noise. Exactly. It makes perfect sense. Think. The absence is too loud. Well, if you'd just think. I'm going now. Bye.