It's not as bad as you might think, being possessed. Not as bad as I would've thought anyway ( Read more... )

 "Is the baby alright?"
No no no. No. The baby is not alright. The baby will never be alright. I will never be alright. Nothing. All right. Ever. Not after that.
"Ma'am...ma'am...? I need you to sign here, please. No, right here." 
Signing. Names. That illegible squiggle. It means me. Those lines are me. Me giving away some of me. Me giving rights to ( Read more... )