Marcela’s Reviews > This Is How It Always Is > Status Update

it was if he were fainting, the black bits at the sides folding his vision into smaller and smaller origami boxes...It was like when your car spins out on an icy road, and your senses turn up so high that time seems to slow because you notice everything and you just sit in your spinning car waiting, waiting to see if you're going to die. He couldn't look at her because very sense & every atom of his body was in love