despite all the years, i still can't separate skin from bone.

asmz
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atlanta, ga

all of these frantic silent phone calls

this same lesson never learned
even when a boy's heart soars, it never fleas beyond arm's reach

these nights of broken sleep render the sheets thinner and thinner
when will we finally grow threadbare?

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i took it for granted that everyone is taught to write with a fountain pen.

the cruelty lies in the detail.

you only stayed long enough to carve your name into my heart

sometimes it feels like the only people who smile to at one another on the Underground are the depressives.

the end of the road brings with it an inevitable bitterness. hijacked by the nonnegotiable, curtailment cutting in before any hope for clarity or restoration could take shape. there are no breaths to steal when inhalation is measured out by the hands of another. this distance could not be farther, but your seismic pressure sits full-force on my ( Read more... )

night flights.
i can't tell if this is a beginning, or the end of the road to ruin.