it's them. it’s always them. her past, her life now, the future she won’t let herself imagine, much less accept.
hell, even ancient, timeless prophecies. it’s always been the three of them.
sashannarcy birthed me, raised me, drove me to school, paid for my school trips, put my artwork on the fridge, bought me an iphone, picked me up from parties, paid for my driving lessons, sent me to college, watched me graduate, helped me move out, loved me.
the act of using surrounding noises to strategically defecate in a public restroom. taken from Tim Robbins' escape from the fictitious "Shawshank Prison," wherein he bludgeones a large sewage pipe with a rock, striking the pipe only when the thunder from a lightning bolt is loud enough to mask the noise of his stone as it strikes metal.
man, i had to crap so bad! but i knew with only one other guy in the bathroom, shawshank shitting just wouldn't be an option.