passionatemarianne
sliding down a pole, slipping stealthily, running, afraid, caught, and again. You don't quit. It's not like the stories of valor and allegiance to some noble cause, this is real... frozen... unreal... un-felt nothingness. You die.
writing since 2011 · 2 entries · 1 days shown up
each square is a day—lit means Natalie showed up.
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the words Natalie reaches for
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