The I.V. and your hospital bed, this was no accident, this was a therapeutic chain of events
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor, this is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital, It’s not so pleasant and it’s not so conventional, it sure as hell ain’t normal but we deal, we deal.
I beg of you, please message me if you need ANYTHING.
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