I don't want to talk about things we've been through.

I'm sitting in class, and I start to disassociate from what's going on around me.

My teacher talking, who ever happens to be sitting next to me, the fact that people could be watching me.

And I don't realize, until I start to get light headed, that my hand resting against my throat isn't just resting, and I'm slowly pressing my thumb against my wind pipe.

I do it without even thinking.


What the hell.
















there's no where else for this ridiculousness to go.