i was drugged. this is no teary mess of a hazy date rape; no that would be a fantasy at this point.
im left with a shadowy recall of believing i was a rogue crimefighter on the brink of WWIII...on public transportation.
18.9.11
cumbersome
i wonder if its hatred or disgust i'm reading in peoples faces? perhaps its both mixed with a little apprehension.
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