She paced the apartment for a week, crying, crying, crying for her lost babies.
Are you in the closet? In the heater? Under the chair, behind the couch, in the bedroom, in the bathtub? Pacing, pacing pacing. Crying, crying, crying.
Fuck o fuck o fuck o fuck. Fucking ignorant, disloyal, fear-driven human fucking beings. Fuck you all, to death and hell and back.