not near

I don't know when the boys
began to walk away with parts of myself
in their sticky hands; when loving
became a process of subtraction. Or why,
having given up what seems so much,
I'm willing to lose even more — erasing
all this body's known, relearning it with you.

love letter - melissa stein




i mean it
can you hear me?

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okay draw the line enough of emo nemo-ing
im just hoping i can huat soon!
$.$
AHAHHAHA !
tts all tt matters now.
(: