"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

and the fake qualifier

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

abrar?

but i respect your search

what do you think my name is

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

so at the end



send your tumblr

really i want the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

lol