sister’s dots wrapping up feet
.. saturday night’s dots wrapping up thoughts,
so the world gets to bubble on.
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spontaneous sunset. the two of them just happened to be there.
sometimes, you just need to grab the camera, and everything falls into place.
because, you know what? the lines are only in our heads. in actuality, there are no lines at all, which is really fucking terrifying, if you think about it
Brenda, Six Feet Under.
june.
food’s very important detail. so are bubbles. and soap. and green apple toothpaste. they will rule worlds sometime, not too far away.
that’s because apples shape heartbeats in a heartbeat. it doesn’t take much to build up a colour that can flicker up to 6times a second. it can take breathing away and then you choke with your own thoughts. thoughtchoking! it used be like riding midnight rollercoasters, always lasting just the right amount to make knees tremble and feet numb. quite the guiltiest of pleasures. but toes can’t go around rolling like that for evers. someday they stop and tap.
toes are awesome when they tap. tap when staring at the stars. understanding that everything just got more expensive. by one unit. overwhelming unit that can fuck things up in a nanosecond.
and that nanosecond makes time sound like something terrible is going fake. firsts of months curl up question marks along with OhLookACrystal!
flashbacks pop up then split away. cause flashbacks never get old.
only chocolate. the stolen kind.
