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I count my time now in drops of blood and lick these six silver scalpels to death. I don't know what your cold thrusts on this operating table ar..

"it came to me backwards, like any good realization" -anonymous

The city is old, Made of something far more ancient and real than concrete. We are young, Young enough to speak in French, And be answered in Eng..

ecphrasis, couldn't find the original image unfortunately

I found God in a bottle of conditioner The same year I lost my virginity to a blond-haired boy with eyes like rain. God smells like coconut milk, ..

a really old one, another repost from before the Fall of the Server

stream-of-conciousness from a few days ago

just another one i whipped up over a few study halls, not too horrific but pretty long

yet another repost found in my sent box. can you believe i wrote this for school?

found iiiit! another repost, and one of my personal favourites