Losing weeks in the gaps of rotting teeth. The late morning bleariness of tongues, and metallic throat skeins under the chastisement of cold showers. The saudade of a tiny infinity of skylines. A deep and unfulfillable longing for other Others. And remembering that you can only ever experience something for the first time... once. Revising the sadness of my life in tiny midnight edits, as to be ultimately read by no one.
12:23 p.m. - 2022-01-28
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