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[inertia_vex]

i wouldn't care if i couldn't hear you as long as you agree to sing.
ballroom dancing and pinewood and slick scuff-waxed floors.
bare knees and sunburns and inevitable sickness,
but doctors and pills and the magical cure.
that just isn't coming.
"i'm alive today," a small girl can scream.
but all things take time. all time takes things.

Comments

[jaydubb07]

I just wanted to say hey.. hope things are alright in pensacola.. i miss you

[inertia_vex]

it's been a while kid, where have you been hiding?

[jaydubb07]

I've been in mobile.. school and ball got kind of hectic towards the end, but it's over now.. and you know how I am, I tend to injure myself when I get bored.. To make a long story short, I broke my finger and had my fingernail sewn back on.. yeah, gross.. Anyway, how have you been? I'll be there next weekend

[inertia_vex]

how in christ's name did you manage that, child?

i've been surprisingly good. a little bit has happened, but things seem to be back on track. i would love to see you if you're going to be in town. keep me posted.

[catvamp]

I will sing for you every day, off-pitch and out of tune, but at the top of my lungs.

I will dance for you until the very screws in my knees come undone, still spinning and twirling and sliding on the worn down wooden floor.

You know I'd do anything to see the dimples in your cheeks, don't you?