The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
“YOU CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT’S HAPPENING!” Fletcher yells as he tries to wrestle himself free of Bobby’s grip, but he’s easily overpowers and forced back against the wall once more.
“Then help me understand what the FUCK is going on! Help me HELP you,” Bobby says as he tightens his grip.
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