sometime the other day...

[roivoire]

There is a feeling here that I'm not used to. Giving upon someone. That I love, even. Or, maybe I did, and we feel the same thing - the bitterness that comes from being disappointed by what seemed for a moment amazing. That something yearned for without me realizing it, through some of my actions or inaction, and some of others, dissolved just past

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[theoccupant]

miss you ladyface.

[kateforna]

it's been said before: the heart is a lonely hunter.

You know, I have no tattoos to remind me of you, as I do with other once-upon-a-time friends. I don't need one. One day you crawled inside of me and you left some glitter. It has grown, like crystals, into sharp, sparkling spikes that are a reminder to me. they remind me to believe in magic, and to pause to consider the effects before creating the cause.

I'm sorry that not everything in your life in wonderful, like you deserve.