jennyalexander

like the uncomfortable unneccicarity you depict, i will remove you from my lower abdomen, and keep you pressed away in my head.
just as i do my fear for the air around me, wich is why i have difficulty breathing it - the thought of survival is compromized. frett for your sanity, but never doubt that the silent letters in the worlds of the words i let fall to your surroundings meanings would astound you.