บท 61: The good kind of insanity.

Ford. 

The pain from the needle is nothing to me. The fact that I am sharing something with him is everything to me. I sneak a glance at him, making sure to avoid the artist and what he is drawing on my skin. I don't want to know until it is complete. I want the surprise, the excitement that comes with it. I feel so alive right now and I want to commemorate this feeling with a memory. 

Lance must think I am insane and fuck, maybe I am but I like this insanity over the one I just came out of. He wouldn't understand until I tell him everything, I am going to tell him everything. at least the most important things that he should know.