February 2012
85 posts
You used to call me darling, remember? It wasn’t... →
eringracee:
You used to call me darling, remember?
It wasn’t until we were well past the middle of it that we realised it had only slipped beneath us. Freshly scrubbed on raw skin.
I had been sleeping and you woke me every night, haunting. The raw night sucked into our lungs in a solemn sort of honesty.
Erin did you write this? It seems like you are really getting some things off your...
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