cclaire
MY drains always clog; I never take the time to keep them clean. My hair falls out like a dog in summer, so, of course, it clogs a lot. No Drain-O or bleach for me. I just let it sit until finally, no water can pass through at all.
Summer died a long time ago. Now ice crumbles like glass beneath my feet. I shatter it with every step I take. I could spend my life standing still, watching as the glass melts away from me and summer comes back to life again.
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