curses on us. emerging darkness.
even after all this. I saw her a perfect goddess.
I was the first to call it. Left a message.
sent a message. letterhead, no words upon it,
her angry response. you could tell
hurt leapt from her lips and the pen bled cursive font
but the way she says it still has perfect pauses
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Originally Posted by PancakeBrah
I'm going to start off on a tangent.
when I write, lately, I feel as if I begin by stringing together ambient ideas and concepts, then i realize I'm just typing the words coffee, tawdry, and autumn over and over and over, again, then I pass out dru-
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