random

because ya can’t go back because ya can’t go back because ya can’t go back because ya can’t go back because
you
can’t
go
back

it doesn’t mean anything, is just in my head.
whispers in my left ear, constantly asking people nearby, “did you say something?”

but just stay poorly, poorly, poorly asleep

no flash photography
no parking anytime

watched 25th Hour, which was barely okay.