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chicken.
i like your messy hair, i like those clothes you wear. he scratched my face. she’s painting next to me. he’s smoking in the chair. living scorpions reflect ultraviolet light and can glow with an eerie greenish colour when exposed … Continue reading
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cuckoo.
i feel like i’ve invaded here. the keyboard is too big for my hands. but fuck it feels so good to be using a keyboard. i’ve moved the laptop from the table and actually onto my lap. i’ve made myself comfortable … Continue reading
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daze.
it’s almost three in the morning. i’ve been in and out of highs and lows all evening. crying in a car park. laughing to myself. in and out of daydreams. i know what i want. i don’t know how to … Continue reading
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shine.
you kiss my neck, i whisper in your ear, "this is my downfall" there is so much love in those photos. they make me feel fantastic. that was our day. it belonged to us. you made it worthwhile. so it’s … Continue reading
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frost.
my eyes are so fucking dry. more dry than before. what the hell i bought new contact lenses. yet they’re worse now. he made me wear his coat tonight. and that was nice. and it was good to see him. … Continue reading
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