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golden threads like spools of glazed time, rippling over skin reflected upon or emboldened in time? slivers of voices trapped in the warm rays touching and painting your hair, wisps of unwound paths waiting to be caught. so many red strings, fluttering like our erratic beating, yet I'm left weaving tapestries from bare scraps of discarded lint. furious stitching, from the timed ripples dying, words of a melody barely coaxed by red and blemished fingers. the same golden threads, now remain unspooled, what a mess, caged like a broken Wallace. soft goodbyes left unsaid, braids woven for ultimate indifference. what knot did we miss for the tapestry to burn and not shine? the yellow so dull like jaundiced eyes but the red so stark like first drawn blood.
I smoked too much today and I didn't sleep a night before... and now I got a headache? No way 😱
John and Jane would be great but I also wouldn’t mind Paul and Stu lol. You could cut the tension with a knife lol
If you could be a fly on the wall in a broken lift for an hour, which one of the following pairs would you want to be trapped in a lift with and why?
John and Jane Asher
Paul and Brian Epstein
George and Magic Alex
Ringo and Pete Best
Is there another pairing not listed above that you would want to be trapped in a lift with? If so, which pairing and why?
it’s getting colder and I miss watching the condensation of your breath form and disappear in the air. the iciness of your blue eyes, the chill in your stare. winter boy, you said you never loved me. winter boy, I have so many questions: was it all real? why can’t you look me in the eye any more? how did you forget me that easily?
winter boy, how did our love get so cold?
being in a relationship where ur partner is constantly verbally abusive and then they do a 180 trying to have sex a mere two days later with no apology is crazy work