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| stork daddy |
there's always a mirror that could hold more than it's supposed to. or a closet door that from every angle seems slightly ajar. everything you sit on or face has an underside. you are always blind to something. and you are always made to realize it. your mind doesn't ask what is well, it asks where is the horror. the only reason we exist in such a terrified state so often though, is because there truly is horror to find. |
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| pete | he walks his house, stopping to wonder at each door to wonder what he'll see when he opens it. each room carries its own pain. failure, deeply attuned to his soul. he walks his house alone, wanting to leave it, but afraid that he'll open the door to his doom. | 050913 |