

Prayers for the Sun-God“I can’t make myself throw up,” she said. The sun was just rising, so it was still mostly dark outside.Prayers for the Sun-God
I stared into the horizon, trying to think of a response. Below us, the beach was almost completely empty – a few retirees in windbreakers, jogging, and the seagulls, hopping, half-flying, but all remaining strangely silent.
I was silent, too. I didn’t know what to say.
“I tried once,” she continued with a tiny shrug, “but it turns out, I don’t have a gag reflex.”
“Everyone has a gag reflex,” I said.
“Well, I don’t. Nothing has ever
i love you so much.
signed,
briana severson
I'll fave them all when I've got more time - for now, I'll just throw you on watch.
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ESTRAGON: Why don't we hang ourselves?
VLADIMIR: With what?
ESTRAGON: You haven't got a bit of rope?
VLADIMIR: No.
ESTRAGON: Then we can't.
(Silence.)
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Escapism is my favorite ism.
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