blood on the leaves and blood at the root; black bodies swinging in the southern breeze.

[glossypaper]

I was a tangled mess of yarn in search of enlightenment at seventeen. Eighteen, nineteen. All I wanted was to waste away in the deep Pacific and scribble my mind on banana leaves I would wipe off with soft damp rags in a pile below my bed. I would drown in the early mornings and come back home before the sun sat directly above me. With bare

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[vernacular]

Your writing is beautiful, honestly.

[glossypaper]

:D

I had that song on repeat literally twenty-four times while I was writing this. Creepiest and best song ever.

[vernacular]

I do the same thing except with Regina Spektor's "December." Haunting.

[glossypaper]

When I used to work at a call center, I called every Regina, Regiiina as in vagina.

[vernacular]

Ahahahahhahaahahahah. I'm sure they appreciated that, Savo.

Or shall I say, Savopenis.

[glossypaper]

Nooooo, I didn't even do it on purpose though. It's a city in one of them country provinces.

Charlinepeen!

[vernacular]

In da booooonies.

Because of my last name guys made fun of me and called me "Titty Testy."

Shut up, shut up.

[glossypaper]

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAH.

Titty Testy.

That's just too pffffffffthahahah.

[vernacular]

I know, which is why I need to get married ASAP nownownow. So I can be rid of my last name and perhaps marry someone named "Someone A" so that I'm always first and there's nothing long to spell.

[glossypaper]

I always hated being near the end. Suuuuuuuuuuuuucks.

One time, I called a lady named Marvel Maxim. Then the people in the booths around me had coronaries.

[vernacular]

Her name was Marvel? I would have just called her Superwoman or something.

[glossypaper]

She proabably wears boobie armour and rescues orphans from burning trees in the middle of Mardi Gras. Or Carnivale.

I fucking love Carnivale. Or Caribana. Or whatever it's called.

[vernacular]

You only love it because of the boobs, donnae lieeee.

[glossypaper]

Pshhhhh k, Ms. Giraffe Fetishist.

[vernacular]

I never said I like ittttttt ever ever ever.

[glossypaper]

Uh huuuuuuh.