A COMMUNAL EXPERIMENT IN SELF CURATION

a Soul Project

archival : two days to go :

How dare you push me away for this long. How dare you break contact.
I have two days left and it takes all my will power not to call you, repeatedly.
Call me back.
Call me back.
Call me back.
I'm dying, here.

Gerald, I'll be totally honest, I'm not letting you leave me.
I won't let you leave me and I don't care how crazy I have to become to keep you.
You're not getting off that fucking easy!
This is BOGUS. THIS IS OVER.
You've HAD enough time and space. I'VE had enough time and space.
Get back in my life before I explode and kill us all.