you've got a thing
for letting me down
I do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count the grains that make me what I am. - Virginia Woolf
Thursday, 30 June 2016
Wednesday, 1 June 2016
body talk
visions of bodies of water flooded my memory
i was beside myself - yet inside of myself
there was no shame in my nakedness
plunging over the edge sparked butterflies, yet no hint of fear
i was beside myself - yet inside of myself
there was no shame in my nakedness
plunging over the edge sparked butterflies, yet no hint of fear
i want to go back
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