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does it imply that everything we say without prefacing it is....a lie?

Before we make a confession we usually start it with “honestly” because we are so used to hiding our feelings.

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for my pixie, from her pan

nicotine picnic with a girl that tastes like the blood moon. i braid her fear into my hair in the evening and i smell her desire when i open my windows for air. the smoke lingers. i linger. with her sliding through my fingers, we intertwine, frosted glass winter time and ripe, warm, tomato vines. lovely screaming, rouged cheeks, candle wax dripping, dreaming, setting sail in an arctic sea of distaste and feel good vilms, drinking down cubic algorithms that make us grin i jump at the sound of glass hitting ground, smashing down, fractals scatter, gorgeous and violent shards of slick ice, ready to quick slice skin and bone alike. i love her bark and her bite

xo

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this looks like me

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"Ill plant a row of daisy seeds in the space below each eye, so they'll remind you of your beauty when they bloom each time you cry."

I adore messages like this.

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not that I don't love the cursed bio facts, but do you have any blessed bio facts?

HYENAS CAN LOAF LIKE HOUSECATS

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