some writing i wrote the other day--fictional-ish

[llamasandme]

My sheets are anticipating the moment you return, begging for your sweat to stain the masses lying on their surface. Its the holiday season, and you're home, but… not here. A strange occurrence considering the way the year has been, something I'm thankful for, but albeit, strange. The stuffed animals that almost seemed human-like as they watched us

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[trainwreckate]

I like this piece of writing and it makes me feel lonely, but still not give3n up on hope.