I want you inside me.

I want you inside me because I want to remember what living feels like right before you die What I think it must feel like to forget everything and everyone that ever made you think anything and be solely focused on a pulsing white light that you didn’t even realize you were reaching for, opening […]

We are heavy.

Ah, my heart is heavy so heavy. It sits like a fat Turkish lord Overbearing, with studded rings and opulence spilling flesh I still need onto a carpeted floor. Your heart is heavy? says the earth, whispering to me as she cradles my pieces Think how many feet have trod on me in battles, feet […]

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