excerpt 1

i'm almost burning inside. it's chemic. she looks at him with her big dark eyes and melting smile.

fuck chemistry. you've gotta get cerebral. switch to brain mode. it's easy.

don't find myself at ease with the process anymore. she sighs.
it got stuck. the mode i mean. it works only when in connection with machines. it's infallible. but when it comes to people and rationalizing myself in relation with them, it's damaged.

overly over reaction. it's so you. listen honey. you've been living in this 3d reality of dreams, drugs and dicks. you're not a chemical substance to react by the book. even though, i have to admit you've oxidate yourself a little lately. he laughs as an accomplice to the discovery.

she finds that cute, but feels obliged to fight back:
that's mean. you're mean.

i'm not. merely stating the obvious. if you can't handle it, get the fuck out and don't come back. i'm not babysitting you. and what the fuck do you want me to say? pet you on the head and agree with your misleading self? i can't and you know i'm not granting favors. you get what i have. i can't go overboard with you. or anyone else for that matter.

you're right. but it hurts, you know?

anything out of your surreal reality will hurt you, babe. get used to living in the real world. among flesh and bruises.

she scowls. not because of his words, but because he's right. not because she's wrong, but because she's been missing the points. she's been missing his points. and they didn't come cheap or easy.