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Magpies and the Unbroken GlassThe biggest question in life is not Do we belong? No, the biggest question in life is Why we belong And Im asking my question.Magpies and the Unbroken Glass
You mean more to me than people seem to think. Every small movement on your wrist, even strand of hair that dances in the dusty wind seems to me to be an art work, some form of expressive portraiture at the very least. We live in a word of restrictions, and in a way we have become our own restrictions. I dont talk to you. You dont talk to me. It seems a simple enough fact but then its all a complication i


you are theSTOPi realised that words dont seem to come to my lips anymore like they used toyou are theSTOP
will you kiss my tears away will you take my breath away will you stop me from speaking silence silence and noise
our blue box of hope opened in my heart last night and yesterday &n


shaped like my lovewhat am i supposed to say when your whispering in my ear and you call me late at night andshaped like my love
nothing don't worry
what am i supposed to do when she's with you and she wants me to hurt and you just see
seriously it's nothing
how am i supposed to continue being friends when i know that its with me that you belong


Denial When I look over my life, everything that I've done, everything that I've ever even thought, I realize just how worthless all of it really was. And in the end, I'm still in love with you. I know you love me, too. And you break more easily than I do. Tempted as I am to stroke your hair, how crazy it would make me to keep staring into your dark eyes, and even the sensation of kissing your lips again, and breathing in as deeply as I could to take in your smell. The kind of smell that you can only realize is there when you are close - close enough that your bodies touch. Even with all of that against me - I deny myself. I deny myself you. &Denial


charlotte lost her web"how was your day?"charlotte lost her web
"fuck."
"hmmm?"
"fuck."
"i heard you. what happened?"
"studied. thought about sex. walked the dog. killed a spider."
"ah. boring-'fuck,' then?"
"fuck. no."
"had sex-'fuck?'"
"no."
"then what?"
"i fucking killed a spider!"
"why's that so awful? its guts get in your eye or something?"
"dammit! no! i killed it! i should fucking die, too- levitical law says so. death is to be punished with death."
"you don't agree with that. besides, it is just a s
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Love,
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