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[stargayzer]

touch and tell: my two favourite senses. take turns being the on-switch. because she is the kind of beautiful that only works in natural light. mother's compulsion becomes my consolation. picking at every blemish... imperfection. draw your hands over the landmarks and pause at the strangest one

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[this_girl_does]

You always say that you can't and then write this. I think it's your beauty that permiates through everything you touch. It's the stain of blood that won't wash out.

[anonymous]

I agree. I've always thought your true calling was to be a writer... you have a beautiful way with words that is so gripping - really draws you in.

R :)