my first year of college! Meaning, these 1000+ deviations will be looked at soon. And the poems. Airborne and wrecking havoc on my insides. They'll get out soon too.
I miss you! Humor me; tell me about the last person lucky enough to know your love.
And none of that cutesy shit: I want to hear about your love, your angry, disgusting, self-conscious and bizarre love; breathy, passionate, devouring; love like a trench under gunfire; love like the groaning solar revolutions; love like torn ligaments; love like rattling crystal; love like shredded tires turning to no places. Tell me about your person if you know this. Tell me your story if you have it. I don't have the words yet because none of the rest was quite like this. Just curious.







