its getting hard not to lose the truth that this room was not always so big and that the furniture occupied different spaces. but sometimes i'll remember and that's how i know that all those other times i forgot. im scared that time will make the way we are now overwrite the way things used to be.
"She is a child and a mannequin and death. I can't hate that."
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
you were older than me then and you were perfect. i looked up to you. you took care of me. you kissed my face that erupted in child's giggles and i thought we were as close as any two humans had ever been.
its getting hard not to lose the truth that this room was not always so big and that the furniture occupied different spaces. but sometimes i'll remember and that's how i know that all those other times i forgot. im scared that time will make the way we are now overwrite the way things used to be.
its getting hard not to lose the truth that this room was not always so big and that the furniture occupied different spaces. but sometimes i'll remember and that's how i know that all those other times i forgot. im scared that time will make the way we are now overwrite the way things used to be.
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