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I wanna know.. don't you?what it's like to be a mirror, staring straight in- to another one.I wanna know.. don't you?
by ~Squirrel-23
writing..Today, he wondered why he couldn't write. He wondered how there were so many beautiful words arranged in such beautiful ways by so many beautiful people, and here he was, surrounded by all this beauty, and he couldn't make any himself. He thought, the most you do is make eyelids flutter. For a while, he thought it might have been because whenever he saw some beautiful and perfect arrangement of words, his lungs forgot how to breathe for a while.writing..
He thought, why can't you make lungs stop working? He read the letters and mentally declared them wonderful, and his heart skipped a beat or six. He thought, why c
by ~Squirrel-23
Put me to...Sleeplessness beat his face into a foreign shape. It punched his eyes back into his skull. His cheeks caved in on themselves. His cheekbones crawled up his face. And all he could think was, "If my neck broke right now, I'd be fucking fine with that."Put me to...
by ~Squirrel-23
dreamI once had a friend who told me that when you sleep, that's the most peaceful time of your life. She said it's even better when you dream. She had the biggest smile on her face whenever she used to tell me that. And I smiled and pretended I understood what she meant. I went to sleep, and nothing was okay. My eyes pried themselves open and the darkness became clearer. But I don't ever want to fucking see it. But I always do. I went to sleep, and nothing was okay. I went to sleep, and there was a brief moment of blackness, falling, chaotic. You never know how close the walls are in that darkness. So you never know how fadream
by ~Squirrel-23
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dream reader2, 2am feels like 5. to, to you, i'm fine. the wolves are in. the wolves are given.dream reader
So simple, simple, slow graze.
The feathers of your eyes wake.
Red under nails, nails under skin. The cords of your heart pinch.
The wolves are in. The wolves are given.
Shoulder blades, bade lips goodbye. The feathers of your eyes... Blue under skin, skin under throat. The cords of your heart...
2, 2am feels like 5. to, to you, i'm fine.
Little ideas, ideas needled thread thin. The wine o
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