god, i’m a poor vampire. nobody loves me and i’m sad all the time. i think we all are. the other vampires. and i lied when i said i didn’t hate you. you’ve been asleep for so long. god, do you have the internet yet. do you have a phone. can you set an alarm. things are getting weird in the garden. we’re all vampires now. sometimes we turn the animals into vampires so we don’t get too lonely. god, i don’t think we remember you anymore. and, like, it’s not like we need you that much. we all know we’re vampires. we all have matching hungers. but it doesn’t make us friends, so we do this thing i sometimes call the holy pretending and then we play this game i don’t call anything. i think it’s old. you probably know it. there are winners, but i haven’t met any. we need our mom back. please wake up.