Goodnight to the helicopter circling my neighborhood since the time I woke up that is still rumbling after 11pm.
Maybe I should say all the things I don't want to leave unsaid to people in case things go south with the election and I get blown up or something.
Maybe I'll invite a man to my house on election night on purpose in order to choose the lover who might risk their life when leaving my apartment, if political chaos ensues. Like how spiders kill their mate after sex, but he'd do it to himself if he's a fuckboy who leaves post sex. :D
Or, maybe instead he stays and keeps me company and we romantically fuck as the world burns all around us.
Either way works for me. I may as well turn my worries into a fun adventure to look forward to. But which unsuspecting victim from my DMs will be chosen? Whoops did I say victim? I mean...
11:30 p.m. - 2020-10-23