things i can't have and don't want

[withpractice]

We are sitting on a foreign bed, in a foreign city. There is a bag of luggage between us, spilling onto the comforter, and there is wine on my tongue, heavy and sweet, and there is no one else, our silence hovering between us. My left hand is tracing careless circles on my thigh, and you are resolutely not looking

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how'd you get into my head?

[downtheavenue]

all the mariaverse babblings in 0100111 have been about THIS THING EXACTLY
you GET IT
that part where the boyf comes in, all the awkward laughter and weirdness of atmosphere... and if ONLY they had been slightly different people... yup, yupyup.
i think you mean 'unlike' instead of 'dislike', in those last sentences.

Re: how'd you get into my head?

[withpractice]

i think you mean 'unlike' instead of 'dislike', in those last sentences.

Oh, word. Thanks for the catch!