I sat on the bed while they crouched on the balcony. I sat in a room that was full of smoke. I got myself lost. I had something inside me I wanted to spit out, and I wanted to spit it badly, but I didn't know how. I got lost. I stayed up all night. I scrubbed myself with lavender every day for a month but didn't feel any cleaner. I sat on the balcony. I got lost. And still I have that seed lodged deep in the lining of my stomach. Have I lost the magic? Did I swallow it? How can I make art of something half dissolved in acid?
⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ I'm finding that a diary really helps with writer's block. If you're here now, reading this, have a lovely day & I hope you get all the sleep u need
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lily🌺🌴🐠
Sometimes the sleep takes two days to catch up to you.
You're cool
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Ily don't tell cori
by lily🌺🌴🐠; ; Report
Ily too XOXO it's our secret...
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