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Story of meeting a one-time, good-time friend and running away with them, as far as we needed to go.
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Freeze-frame on a panic attack.
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Grotesque-romance sonnet crown. Two lovers, their pasts, and the pain and pleasure used to deal with it all.
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It's been a while since this wheel was under your hands, and you were under him.
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The pain of looking into the past, and seeing something wished forgotten.
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When we crumble, we become new.
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Do they also fear it? Does it terrify them? Do they crave it, like I do, and seek it out, like I don’t?
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but i was, i was so, so... interested.
warning: self-harm ideation/attempt
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Disabled doctors, insane mathematicians, and American Civil War era amputations.
(WARNING! Literal amputation. Be careful;;)
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