SNR | CIX | Someday
CIX | Someday ❦ A needlepierces me all over. Ten needles. Or one needleten times. Either way, The world goesdark. Wrapped inold darkness, I have space to think.To sort out what’s real and what’s not. Not much is real—I realise. Barely anything happened. I’ll wake up again,sitting in my armchair waiting for medicine … Read more