It's like an itch, isn't it? You can feel it in your throat. You want to scream for me.
Bound to AcceptButt holes are like a one-way street; they were made the way they were for a reason.
Bound to AcceptWe must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.
Refusing HeavenI lose faith in mathematics, logical and rigid. What with those that even zero doesn’t accept?
The Shape