you are in these bones, but they are not you.
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in ignorance
Shaving layers off my bones to find new methods of explanation, new outlets for escape. This isn’t about understanding anymore, it’s about saving your face- you keep diving into the fires I struggle to control where you’re just another thing to burn, an eventual ember dying in cold grass when I’ve collapsed, half dead from Read more
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a little avoidant
deepening as it pulls me from the inside, a sweeter gravity. I miss the ones who could read my eyes, neutralizing the necessity of speech. I miss being known. What is intimacy if I do not know it already. I’m listening to a playlist of new-to-me music. It’s so good. (I got you this.) (And Read more
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Whatever magic there was has broken, the romantic whispering of nostalgia has gone with the night, and the cold, clean air of an empty room has woken us today. Bright and hard and clear. Today there is no warmth to spare. Keep up. Read more
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amigo the devil
Hell and hell and hell and you and all the filthy fucked up things I want used to do Read more
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Writing about this stuff here feels super weird sometimes- too far removed from the experience itself, maybe. I’m not sitting over here all chill and objective. This shit sucks and it’s hard. I understand I’m going to live through plenty more of my own autopsies, and I know this one is going to be rough Read more
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Sound and color
It’s very noisy in my head at the moment, color and sound moving too quickly to catch. I want to have conversations but I mean I want to listen to you go on about the engines that move you. I mean I want to ramble endlessly into your acceptance for as long as it takes Read more
let me sow that i may reap 