my mothers are buried in the wilderness with their white eyes open wide.

[gilroy_royal]

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[gilroy_royal]

i wish you winked at me in real life.

[gilroy_royal]

yes.

[artemnesia]

sometimes they surface when they're ready to, not when they're born. they die, too, but nobody likes to think of these things that way. maybe I'm addams.

[I like your settings.]

[gilroy_royal]

thank you.

[forest_child]

let's hang out tomorrow (thursday)
when do you get out of work?
and why do you keep posting the pictures i take of you?
i thought it was our little secret.

i lift weights but i don't sweat

[gilroy_royal]

yeah, that sounds good. i should be home around 2 pm at the latest. i tried to call sarah's phone but no one answered. i think i am going to pass out from all this nervous pacing. ok, thats it. im going to drive by your house now.

(most things) are in these

[anonymous]

i think that this is good.
monsieur camera face, i feel like you sometimes.
it makes me feel things.
photographs (usually) no longer do that to me.

(maybe because people always leave off the 'graph' bit.)