morning.

[apathique]

I went to a cemetery today, the one where the embalmed body was buried on day three after I had turned 9 while the air smelled of salt and marbled checkerboard tiles that were blanketed with moldy dust. It was all old. And everything was in grayscale--the stained glass windows on the blessing house allowed the light to shine through gloriously onto

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[wastedinthecars]

hey michelle...it's michelle. haha. i finally got one of these. so yeah -shrug-. we must talk more. we talk far too little.

[apathique]

i miss you.