"Post something awesome on my Tumblr right now" She says. I stare at her, dead-eyed. I do not respond. I begin typing. I am trying to compose "something awesome" for her Tumblr. She looks on, disappointed, as I write this message. WIth every word she loves me less. There is a distinct itch on my left foot. There is a pain in my rib. I am tired, I am hungry, and I am upset. I have not peed in 26 hours.