Damn.
I think that's the entirity of my thoughts at the moment. I have nothing more to say. Just this. All in one word.
Damn.
It runs over and over in my head. Sometimes I whisper it aloud. Sometimes my head hurls it at me screamingly. Lacing the disturbed sleep of my feverish nap.
Damn.
cue sarcasm How eloquent. How intelligent. How mature.