i went. i went there, and i took. i took what was given to me. what was handed to me, through thin paper. she looked at me, and i stared. off towards the inner most distances of my future. there she was, hands out. full of life. full of time. she took me.

where has all the money gone. where has all the times spent, lucrative. it was all supposed to be this guaranteed space and time.

forgive me, im speaking in tounges. much like i always commit to.