Through my momentary haze I could see her face--pale with fear. She was clawing at my shoulders, trying to grab hold of me with shaking hands. You! You tried to drown yourself in--in my bathtub! My dumbfounded 'no' was her only answer.
Title is from a J.D. Salinger story and a statistic on female suicide. A bit morbid. By the way...nevermind.
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A view through the rain covered window that is my mind. It may be a twisted view.
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