it's dark outside so i can see my reflection in the window. i see an ashen faced girl about to commit an unforgivable crime.
i can't do that to them. i can't.
i go to the fridge instead and pull out an orange. i peel off every piece of pith and cut it into tiny pieces, orange blood spilling onto the counter top. i put the pieces in a container. they are tainted. the garbage disposal slices the skins up, cutting the air into shards.
i go to bed. i'm sorry i'm so weak.