escapism, opportunism

[arrear]

i've begun to feel like nothing but a bundle of exposed nerves. there's a certain stress in these early july mornings. the heat swells along with everything else and my hair's thinning and time's stopped knitting its cobwebs. i keep telling myself three weeks (to do more than i can possibly list) laughter crawls at the bottom of my stomach and

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[communists]

i would love to walk through space also. oh& by the way, i added you to my friends list. hope you don't mind. <3