If i could bottle up that feeling in my chest when you tell me stories, I could probably market it as the fountain of youth, elixir of life, liquid laughter with a hint of honey and expression. I want to be the story teller of my time, I want to decode the mumbles and stutters… Continue reading Fumble your Mumbles
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i have finally started to spill, lover
it’s been a long time since i’ve written anything narrative, with direction and reminiscence. it’s been a long time since anything made enough sense to write in coherent sentences for. the house is quiet here at night. when i wake up in the middle of the night there’s light everywhere. i feel like it never… Continue reading i have finally started to spill, lover