me: flerp

11:24 PM have you vanished again?

AGAIN!

11:27 PM (he says grudgingly, with a delicate stutter, emphasizing the consonants the way a cow chews its cud, methodically, menacingly, intent on the grinding of all things, much less the cud, into a smooth, digestible paste that is evacuated with ease from a rectum akin to dry and fibrous movements, much like an old grandmother or a sour biscuit or an aged and forgotten symphony.)

10 minutes

11:38 PM me: the hours, the minutes, the seconds all drip drip drip away and there's no one to notice the passage, the staccato loss of immeasurable fluids, into the great dry maw of temporal circumlocution. No one but me, that is. Your status coldy flips, verdigris to ocherous, sick and lonely, indicating your deliberate absence. I sit, awaiting your return. Always, I gaze, always, I gaze, empty and longing for a friend's words, but I have no friend but the despair that lives within the joy of others. I sit, tragically happy in my tragedy fueled recursive despair.

not really. I'ma gonna go eat sum cherreeeeeeez

11:39 PM or not

maybe I'll just *peer*

you: *blink*

soooo new meds are kickass huh?

me: YOU ARE PEERING!

*PEER TO PEER*

11:40 PM new meds

I HAS ON MEDIKAYSHUNZ!

11:41 PM Yeah, it's cool

no death rash (yet)

I promise that if I get to the skin-sloughing stage, I'll get them to save it for you so you can have a tent

made out of me

11:42 PM then you can sleep. inside me. my hollowed out shell. literally

that's going to be A FUCKING SONG

you: *blink*

11:43 PM me: think N'sync: then you can sleep (ooh OOh oh), inside of me (whoa -oh -oh). my ha-allowed out shell..mmmmhmmm..literally

11:44 PM *sways*

you: *snarf*