the last essay

It took me twenty-seven steps to stop. She said: “I wan to be part of a fiction, I want to be the main character of a life that I was not suppose to live, I want to belong to a body I never tried before. Do I matter?” She made a long pause; I imagined her drinking in one >>

collecting

I am in front of my computer, my fingers are ready, they have warmed up, I have cut my nails, I have already masturbated to release any possible and disturbing tension, my tee will keep me awake, the chair... >>

surrendering

...In the last year an important change have happened in my work, or at least an important change has occurred in my…

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