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[lovelette]

At 3 am she is thirteen now,
dipping fingers into the cake in
the kitchen, sneaking barefoot to
lick icing off her fingers.

her tongue tastes like vanilla.

she drags her claw like nails across
her skin and paws at the cake with
a strange eagerness, to overdose
on sugar and egg whites.

Comments

[ocean_fever_fae]

I adore three a.m.
However, it is four a.m. that always kills me.

[technoballerina]

that is so beautiful. so, so beautiful.

write a book or a novella or a zine or something. please.