I can’t leave here. This is my home, my solace. You can’t drag me by my hair to that place, that box of lies wrapped in pretty paper. Let me have a cigarette first, let me have three. Let’s create our sexual fantasies together, let’s never let each other go. Can we get drunk and make snow angels until the summer comes? May I sleep in your bed and never wake up? How about we go to the convenience store in paradise? If I go home, I won’t sleep well, darling. Don’t you want me to sleep? Let me stay in your arms so I don’t cut my arms. Let my heart beat with yours, so I don’t make mine stop.