Sugar stalks into the kitchen; I don't even know who these people are. The kitchen is dressed in old laces, castle windows and about a thousand broken timepieces. The girl knows to stare at the clocks and the candles hanging from the ceiling; she knows not to stare at the stairway which Eddie might descend. He might walk in, clunk in, heavy
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i mean furiously to visit your journal but i scarcely read any..
my laptop is broken & there's no time, there's never any time, the clocks are not broken but gone.
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