My bladder that is bursting wakes me up at some time of the night when it`s darkest and I`m afraid of the dark.

Only the certainty of soon to be wet sheets gets me to face my fears and makes me leave the safety of my bed. 

Couple of meters through the darkness and my fingers reach the switch. Light fills the room.

...and I wait a moment to calm my racing heart, before the next venture.

After a while of collecting myself, I fumble the lights to the living room without stepping into the darkness myself. From there my road leads to the hallway, where in every-time I go by night, the invisible fingers grope the back of my pajamas. Hallway in which the light switch connecting with the toilet is located in the far end of the room.

I just run with all I got!

And hit the switch with the palm of my hand and banish the invisible chasers. I let my pants drop and lift up the toilet seat.

Nothing could have had me prepared for what was coming next...

Facing the the monster lurking and grinning beneath the water makes me lose control of my bladder, making me wet my thighs and toes and there comes no end for my screams before everything goes dark in my eyes.

Next morning I wake up from my bed, wearing clean pajamas and get to witness my hangoverish aunt washing her dentures with Koskenkorva vodka in the kitchen. Dentures that she had dropped while puking in the toilet. Dentures that she then places in her mouth and smiles. ...wide.

Before leaving Seppo takes a moment to say goodbye to his son.

These past weeks Seppo noticed finding himself from various high places. Several hours could have passed just watching down.

Daddy`s suicide didn`t bother Tatu for long thou. After skinning the the head of his father he sewed it on the balloon and now his daddy was present more often than long time before.  

But at playground dad cast too heavy shadow exiling all Tatu`s play mates and soon again Tatu felt the grip of desolation in his chest.

Falling snow pricks my face like needles.

With your hand on my arm you stop me to ask; -Why can`t we just be?

I pull my arm away.

We continue on our way.

Later the night I take off the heavy fabric of my pleasantness.

In the morning neither one of us is laughing.

Orange walls are giggling.

After facing his social incompetence Valtteri grew a beard and bought plastic companion from the internet. Girl, silicon made to picture perfection, soon became more dear to Valtteri than any one of the previous companions he had had before.
Plastic companion would never grow old and would always keep her perfect figure. She would never find better man than Valtteri and what`s best she would never disagree with him of anything! With her Valtteri didn`t have to worry about coming too soon during the sex or worry about getting it up. And he could also beat her up without worrying awkward bruises.

At grandma`s place I once saw my Grandmother on all fours in her own piss, drunk with her naked ass showing everywhere. It reminded me of some sort of perverted full moon. Next morning she would Blame the cat for peeing on the floor.