rosybum
the word reminds me of sweet annie. never wears shirts without sleeves. the lack of confidence and the fullness of insecurity and self-hatred. my sweet annie, why cant you see that youre a forrest fairy?
have you ever watched a body decompose?
she wasn't dead, not even sleeping.
a coma of sorts, she sat there, at her desk for what seemed like centuries before anyone but i noticed.
my dear friend