lady gaga is strangeaha, i'm too fat for my jeans.
seriously, they hurt.
i don't know what people find comfortable about those things.
i lost ten pounds and they still feel awful.
and they're spandex.
my writers block is over.
i think.
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eliot and autumnjune feathers in may rain never bring false hopes the teardrops they are red and orange and gold they crackle like cold tea on bright mornings underfoot and under no pressure to be anything more than they are they are the leaves that mold the autumn world out of clay and deweliot and autumn
his eyelashes unfold with the telescope in hopes of watching light shine through dark brass the end is blocked by a looking glass he is just looking back through his own glittering world of television jingles and marbled coke bottles and he wants more than anything to find his way through
eliot shak
by ~replicarainbow
aphenphosmphobia 1-7Chapter 1aphenphosmphobia 1-7
"Affenfomsphobia?" He stared at the leaf of paper. "Aphenphosmphobia. It is the fear of being touched," Mrs. Motch's clinical voice popped out of nowhere. The man leaned sideways, testing his balance, looking for the source of her voice. "Well, how obvious. This is his file?" he said, rather impatiently. "I really must be going." Mrs. Motch was in penny loafers, halfway down a rolling ladder. "Oh, do slow down. You're going to have a heart attack one of these days." She pursed her lips, slid her fingers down the wall of filing cabinets. "Well, I can't find any other file by that name. Don't get cross at me, n
by ~replicarainbow
chapter 4The toe bone is connected to the foot bone and the foot bone is connected to the leg bone, which is connected to the knee bone but the knee bone is not connected to the hip bone, and is the hip bone connected to the rib cage bone and it's all connected to the jugular cause if that's open you die no matter where your bones are attached. This is what happened to Xiang. He landed on his jugular somewhere on the ladder which sounds like a very hard thing to do. It opened and he died kinda. It's what the police said. Xiang had half of two legs. He had fake halves but not any full real ones. Maybe the knee bone rchapter 4
by ~replicarainbow
jungle of youyou can call yourself into work and school sick you cannot call yourself into life brainsick mind over matter people talk it is hard not impossible but matter over mind you can do this your mind goes and you get through it through nausea and fevers and period cramps there is mind there is matter matter over mind there is matter but mind is gone lost away on vacation hopefully the plane home will not be hijacked and it has not told you how long it will be gone for this is when you wet your bed when you are wide awake glassy eyed cannot remember which leg is which rigjungle of you
by ~replicarainbow
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