OCTOBER NOVEMBER DECEMBER JANUARY TIME PASSES. EVEN WHEN IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE. EVEN WHEN EACH TICK OF TH SECOND HAND ACHS LIKE THE PULSE OF BLOOD BEHIND A BRUISE. IT PASSES UNEVENLY, IN STRANGE LURCHES AND DRAGGING LULLS, BUT PASS IT DOES. EVEN FOR ME. SNAPPLE. SEVERUS TOBIAS ITALIAN SHIT SNAPE. read more
