Earplugs

The super solid waxy kind. The kind you wear to protect your eardrums. The kind I have in my ears now so I can turned down the volume on my mom. On the world.

that car revving its engine.

Silverware clashing against one another

laughter

 

it all feels like my skin is being jabbed and cut open by leeches with little fangs.

 

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