but we're all mad here.
he’s sure that there is some medical or scientific word for it, one with too many syllables that refuses to fit in his mouth. the way, in memories, the world often tends to distort and blur itself like rippled glass. no matter how hard you press your face to it, the image behind never clears. it only fogs with your breath.
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amazing.
again & again.
i loveyou.
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so much
you are the reason i keep trying
you might like this as well-
"the cheshire"
- read it and fell in love. especially the two lines about the mood stabilisers and such behind medicine cabinet mirros and chasing swallows with tequila worms.
♥
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je taime
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