Chapter 4

Meat Pie – [Binary bits]

Ever want to know what it feel like?

Ever stood in the dark and looked at a large building while people walk past you, not even noticing that you are there, that you are observing the world they should be seeing,

Do you really want to know what it’s like to sleep in someone else’s piss because it’s the only place left?

Have you ever seriously thought about killing your self or someone else?

Then you’ll know this….

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Imagine that on a constant loop, playing in you not just your brain, but your soul, the very centre of who you are, screaming and whispering at the same time.

Is that what you want?

Is that what you want for someone else?