| staring_at_his_voice | ||
| pushpins |
too loud it hurts my eyes, my ears do not embrace the telephone anymore. |
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| ClairE |
My eyes want to speak to you. I can't tear them away. Keep talking. |
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| unhinged | he bought me one of those cards that you can record your own message in when we first got together. when we were having a previous spat, i had hid them. i was looking through my piles for some paper to write him a letter and i found where i had hidden it. the tears overwhelmed me. i clutched the table as the tears splashed on my pants. | 100313 |