dirty windsheilds, staring at the sun, a bloody cut you didn’t notice at first, the urge to vomit, crashing your car into a funeral procession, missing your friends, broken glass on the sidewalk, picking off a scab, waking up to more drugs, sweating through your clothes, melting in a fire, destroying yourself, ressurecting the world-ending spider, joining the demonic hive-mind (against your will), jumping off of a collapsing electrical tower, the free fall, the critical moment where you must make a decision or continue to suffer, staring off the edge of a huge drop, fear of heights, guts doing backflips

















