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i made a list of things to ask my parents, like what they remember their parents smelling like, and who their first crushes were, and what qualities they like about themselves and hope their kids will have, and what qualities they hope they don't. i only get to have them for so long, and i want all of them. also, sam, remember to bake them cookies ( Read more... )

I want to make a map of my insides. Where are the bruises still, where have I rotted through, who left their signature where. What scents make me feel what ways, what do words mean to me. Family. Friend. Home. Touch ( Read more... )

i'm so SICK!!

GROSS!!!

and i want to go to SCHOOL!!!!

gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

i get scared of waking sleeping things.

i saw her the other day in full light,
no hiding under heavy lids
or drawn shades/.

i was so clinically fascinated.
i wanted to know
every freckle
and scar
and hair,
i wanted to be able
to read it's language;
i felt like it was trying to say so much to me.     2
    you ever just consider skin?
it has such history, you know,
so many stories.
it's like ( Read more... )

and our palms met, laced puzzle pieced fingers ( Read more... )