[ you wanted a ghost ]

[thewintering]

I am that pale comparison. Words fall from my choked mouth like large spittle-covered rocks, hitting the floor right near someones heels. Still, I'm no wallflower. Spun out into the crowd, I just can't feel the space I occupy until I feel completely invisible. Recognizable languages are in the heavying of pulse when I dance like I will never see

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yeah...

[ithyle]

i loved this.