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[youaremysofa]

feeling the thrust of unmendable. this is the first time i have been scared of being alone for multiples of a second. i am scared of learning to move on, having the searings of a tragedy in my throat. mostly his thin thick skinned wrists, how they move and roll in actions of making. people telling me i should be grateful for that time and move

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"the night fell open and i slipped thru its grinning crack"

[wingstutters]

you are not "gotten over" that is scared shit talk. not even the imprint of a foot in concrete.

i wish i could appear there and rock you to sleep.

brian has hopefullness-which i think is sortofironicfunny. but i believe his instinctcrazycarddancehalfwitmagic...

awwwfuckbutdude lady peacock loveloveloveloveKin.
i will see you as soon as possible.
i am lighting incense for you and...allthetime...and....

mostly. just.
you.are.never.alone.

Re: "the night fell open and i slipped thru its grinning crack"

[youaremysofa]

"you are never alone"

every sentence should end and begin with those words-the essentials like shalom ,
and love and do you want a receipt?
i love you
i love hearing myself say that when i think of you. he tells me he feels like i dont love him? then what do i know to be true? what isnt selfish? i know that i love you.

Re: "the night fell open and i slipped thru its grinning crack"

[wingstutters]

i have not been able to pick up a phone but know that im on this eend with these cards and a universal payphone not needing the cards or the quarters to know that youll get thru and i will see you soon.

love.love.love.