Status Updates From Fifteen Eyes

“Heaven was a nice day, in a nice town, with nice people, and everything was fine. Nothing but fine. Every second, every hour, of every day, of every year, until the end of fucking time. Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine—“

“We split a cheap bottle of wine, watched Super Troopers, and then she asked me to choke her and call her a dirty whore while we fucked for an hour straight on my couch.”

“He didn’t have to think about his failed marriage, or his teenage son who ignored his calls, or the fact that his job was the only thing he cared about anymore.”

“It feels like… like rotten, vile faith—like buzzing flies and depression.”

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