yay!
that's pretty insane if you ask me.
thanks to all my watchers who have made it a good two years.


windswepti can no longer hear the passing cars over on this side of the house, or watch the streaks of yellow headlights skim across my bedroom walls. but i can finally hear the downpour of rain and that's all i need.windswept
today i felt
as i opened the steel doors of this prison, the first gust of cold fall air since last year. and experienced the most bittersweet moment of remembering what i let go and understanding what i've gained in twelve months.
i hate myself for thinking that i might have been able to love you and i hate myself for wanting to be fragile and wrecked. i ha


edgeson the other line your intoxicated mumblings are almost indefinable. i can just picture your drunken tongue melting over the words i and love and you, slowly; faltering. your heart calm and steady as you slouch against your car seat, and mine rapid with regret that i can't reach through the phone's speaker and run my fingers through your curls.edges
so instead i'll tie strings around my ribcage only to see if they can hold me together as tight as you can.
because i don't want to think about how close to the edge i am without going over. at
--
I tend to draw signs of infinity on your back
Solely with my fingers, ignoring their size,
And how the nails are gnawed to nubs.
Let's not get started on the temperature.
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rosin your bow, sing your scales
do your lunges
we're going
field-
dancing
!
--
e quindi uscimmo a reveder le stelle
- thence we emerged to see again the stars
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