its like the pit of my stomach wasn’t low enough. it decided it needed to sink lower than my feet and it decided to pull my heart with it pull my head with it. dragging while i clench. holding on. ohh these movements are starting to feel mechanic. ohh these mechanics are making me wantContinue reading “monday june eighteenth”
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Ciara Ashley Johnson 