#from stuff

[supernatural-squadd]

My life just went to absolute 100% shit...

[cheezeking]

Send me some anons, I'll answer anything

[savingthegingers]

Anon honesty hour

[inbetweenlove]

freewrite 00:40

love in london is scarce, and you hoped moving out there the scarce would feel less lonely. you fell in love with a man and lost your appetite, you'd let oversized clothes hang of the rib of you. and sure he thought you looked wonderful sometimes, wonderful and beautiful were different things though. she was beautiful and you could be wonderful only when the light was a certain type of dusty, when you became smoothed out contours, a gentle mass. when you almost disappeared into the mouth of him. 

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one day, on the way back from the shops you drop a bottle of wine in the street and it spills open. the glass marks out teeth, you remember the way he sinks his into you the night before as you tuck up into him. there is red everywhere, oozing itself into flow, it filters into an empty a box filled with chicken bones. the streets are a mistake. the time she almost caught you in the bakery together his hands fell from yours so easily. you give up carbs the next day. an old bangladeshi man, cap neat on his head, sucks his teeth at you. you leave the glass behind, teeth as gentle as it ever gets. 

[holiehs]

do you ever have one of those days where every sort of social interaction you get yourself into just feels really awkward and you feel detached like not just worrying about stuff or not knowing what to say but almost feeling physically out of place and like everything you say is out of character for yourself