5.24.2023
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my stomach often would twist on itself one with nerves two with hunger though intestines cannot move so freely and that it is a fruitless image isn’t it?
my stomach would be simply full of ripe astonishment if we were to go by each other in our respective trains.
one up one down.
going about our silly lives.
a moment in time brown eye meets brown eye out of all the brown eyes in the world the most common of them all they seared my brain like flash bulb after a photo or perhaps a branding because how would I ever forget.
my stomach would be warm with butterflies an unnatural feeling but one i cannot rid myself nonetheless because you put them there dropped them in the net one by one until they died
butterflies have a limited lifespan you know
BLOG IT BABY 