May 26, 2020
as summer makes its TRIUMPHANT RETURN as does the party scene. spring had few and far between, winter only picking up towards holiday season, and fall —— don’t get her started on fall. nausea spreads through a buzzed frame now; like a sickly, infested warmth, and the callback to last year has little to do with it. then again … would she be here, sat on the sidewalk with a throat narrowing, had last year gone differently ? “ hey, you— „ not the most polite greeting, though sawyer fails to care in all her drunken glory. “ you got any water ? „ / @etcrnitys
