SHE BODLY WENT WHERE NO GIRL HAS WENT BEFORE.

[boysfeartotread]

i know what is real and what isn't, for it's not interpretation that i'm lacking, but rather that firm grip on reality that LOW AND BEHOLD i never really had. so bye bye wings of flight, hello ground - and a warm welcome to a breath of new ideas; the soon to be birth of a cinematic phenomina involving higher astrology. you do the production, i'll

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[hans_kloss]

Wow almost like your old 16 year old self :P

cocooned in her room, beautiful and grotesque, i don't know she's typing this.

[boysfeartotread]

I have found her again. Wide-pupiled and wonder-fucked, I relax with her. I simultaneously feel the need to explain myself to her, even though I know she knows what she knew I knew and who I loved now then.

Yes, tonight, I'm 16 again, flirting and stuttering for words and mouthing words to someone watching me through glass while I stand outside smoking in the rain. The insence of my souls is burned by a fire this cleansing rain that keeps me HERE can't touch.

I'm not out trying to impress the one person who needs to hear about my accomplishments the most. Not out spitting tall-tales of award-winning sarcasm to spite the hand that gives them, not awards given-away to others, so selflessly and endearingly, but lying still
safe
and warm
finally opening up
that high school
yearbook
to the page
where i see myself
"Most Likely to Succeed."