bedtime story.

[smokeinyoureye]

swirling into oblivion. both of you are spinning uncontrollably and now you have been left stranded. stranded there in the cold daunting darkness. clinging on to that old sweater that no one has the heart to throw out, and pondering how did this point come to be. how did you get there and why did this happen

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[grimfacts]

i'm not prepared for it but i'm bracing myself, just in case.
thank you dan.
this is going under my memories.
:)