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gotta spend some time.chasing the pastels of deep sunset down the highway tonight, i felt the world turning under my tires. i felt the sky close it's eyes and breathe, watched it exhale the last remnants of the day in the soft mist of this early september half-rain, and when the fog over my windshield blurred the headlights in the oncoming lane i closed my eyes for four and a half seconds, just long enough to feel like i could die, right there, brains to glass to steaming, first-dark blacktop. when i opened them up again, the clouds were the most amazing shade of purple...the sky is a beaten woman in it's most gorgeous moments, the perfect shade of bruise againstgotta spend some time.
by =maimtorturekill
of cliches and confusion"i don't know."of cliches and confusion
"what don't you know?"
"why eyes have colours, the square root of infinity, my mother's aunt's middle name, how to speak in dog language, how to pronounce hieroglyphics, my own phone number, how people learnt that marijuana makes you high..."
"i meant specifically."
"i don't know if i should be talking to you."
"why shouldn't you?"
"i only talk to you when my heart breaks to prevent myself from increasing the pressure in my eyes in such a way that they explode."
"i feel loved."
"i don't know that i want to talk about love. o
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