I know this is really scattered but this is real and real life is scattered. It’s not like, even looking back at it, that I can tell you the first moment the sickness really began to descend upon us like the batwings of a huge enveloping demon that locked us in for our near twelve month struggle.
I know that the sickness descended slowly. So slowly that I didn’t even notice.
At first I swooned in his kisses. His every single touch.
He massaged me that first morning we woke up together. It was like a dream. Everything was. He licked places I never knew people licked. I know a lot more about what people do now. Before I met him I pretended to know what people did, now I know.
Yeah, I wanna see pictures of hot, naked chicks!
