cuming back to tumblr sparks th idea of having a relationship with myself again. like,, hello. last time we met i was also in this form of time zone space plane ,, maybe on this same mattress that's held so many bodies since then. five years,, has itbeen. has my heart opened gradually or all at once. my heart is a fruit on th ground,, splitting,, opening. "i will open continually" &&phase.










