The slow and inexorable creeping toward terminal velocity. Aluminium red daydreams hidden in eyeliner. Scent-drunk on clouds of 21 Black. Gynocentric coyness masquerading as plausible deniability. The hidden benefits of preferring sleep to sex. Finding patience somewhere within a lack of curves. A hundred banal stories that get washed out in sunsets behind forested eyes.
12:01 p.m. - 2018-10-22
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