thefelicity
pills scattered on the sink glimmered, and as she craved them, she turned away, she washed them down the sink, and went to bed for another night of cold sweats and vomit.
a permanent solution to a temporary problem. i once thought it to be my future companion, but trust me, things get better, they did for me and they will for you.
she dropped it. she dropped it and let it hit the ground. she let go, she forgot how it felt. she watched and allowed it to be washed away with the grimy water on the sidewalk, she watched it drip and tear for she dropped it and had no intention to pick it back up.
relating herself to the family she spent these short hours with was unbearable for our hero. abandoned and unreliable, she looked towards greeting her biology, but depth took a true holiday for them, and she felt lucky to have her own caretakers.
indigo embers embraced a night sky, while a haze of orange dancing flames turned the dust of a cloud to the source. a bleak moment of ambiance rolls in like a rickety wagon but soothes her as she lights the second match, as she lets go of her suffering within another rocket.
furnace, a bright light fills a room with ambiance. embers dance and embrace sinuses with smoke, debris lie around an orange dancer in the room's corner, the furnace is on fire, the flames engulf the room, they all burned slowly, and without warning.
endless. endless like a photograph. i want to take a photograph i want to be a photograph. i want a suitcase and a globe and an old old map, i want a frame and dust. dust dust dust. snow and endless love. perhaps. maybe. like the world. maybe. or never. goodbye everyone and the love for i'm twinkling. i'm twinkling.