03:and little in the morning.
I know it's wrong to take a shower at dawn, but needed something to clean up all that mess. I didn't shower yesterday. Yesterday was another one of those days when it didn't make sense to get out of bed, one of those days that didn't make sense to exist.
Turned off the shower faucet, and realized that i didn't just need to wash the dirt off my body, the dirt inside my head also urgently needed to be cleaned.
But would it make a difference to clean it all up if when i opened the door everything would get dirty again by her words?
Mom woke up angry and stomping. She wondered why i was unable to lay my head on the pillow and simply sleep. The light in my room reaches up to room hers, but that would be avoided if she weren't an idiot. She never let me have a door in my room, she was always watching me closely. This gets even more bizarre when she says the bathroom doesn't need a door.
I can tolerate attacks and bites directed at me. But i will bite you back if do the same to him.
He was there, standing in front of bedroom watching you. A brilliant eyes, but filled with dark circles. Why did you never ask what makes him without sleepy?
He's so small and seems to have grown tired of the dirt inside you too.
Tomorrow is your birthday, and i don't know what to congratulate you for.