the first

I was standing outside on a hill surrounded by people who were staring at the sky pointing up shouting “there’s mine!” and “there’s yours!” enthusiastically I looked up everywhere, picturesque white clouds the kind that look like luxury and comfort but I learned later in life would actually only feel cold and slightly wet against […]

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We Never Learned Moderation

you view that pyre as light and excitement but I see only heat and pain nothing happens when I warn you, “it’s too hot” just as your beckons do not draw me closer you will probably burn in agony while I freeze numbly both of us blind this is how we play with fire, play […]