mora glints amongst jade tiles. you stack them up, only for the pile to teeter, crumble and fall. destroyed. you do nothing to pick up the pieces. moonlight spills across the table. one should not dwell needlessly on the past, you tell yourself. you do not need any more regrets.
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Jul 16, 2024 06:52PM
/ cb n spec. ‘im going to bed’ I FUCKING LIED.View all Conversations