Matching heartstones carved from slate and jade. Confessions forced through a bottleneck from the sheer purity of a full body and a fuller heart. The sweet ringing of genuine laughter. An ethereal blend of impish and divine. Spun from the mouth of someone slowly waking up from a years long sleep. Old oversized t-shirts sprayed with the remnants of adolescent cologne. Vacancies of company in excessive California heat. Sleeping the sleep of the dead and desiccated.
11:52 a.m. - 2018-06-25
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