Again.
And again.
And again.
My heartbeat pounds in my limbs like it's not centered in my chest but is everywhere, singing in my fingertips and temples and core, forcing me to go on.
So on I go.
Again.
And again.
And again.
My heartbeat pounds in my limbs like it's not centered in my chest but is everywhere, singing in my fingertips and temples and core, forcing me to go on.
So on I go.