— “I should much wish, like the Indian Vishna, to float along an infinite ocean cradled in the flower of…
Nothing to Fear but…
I cried out in my agony and fearI reached out yet there was no one thereFingertips brushing skirts that ran from…
CW: themes and discussion of self harm
I am yoursI am yours foreverThere is no letting go of youOf thisOf this thingWe…
A fine friend was, frankly, concerned with my writings of lateShe said they told the same scary song, dark & darker…
force-succumb
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