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first is a scene from chapter 11 of beyond repair hehe. that damn false sense of security, man
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margin doodles of a storyboard i'm working on
first is a scene from chapter 11 of beyond repair hehe. that damn false sense of security, man
Let's Pretend
Let's just pretend this is easy that we can fold the past into something small enough to keep in our pockets without it cutting through the seams
Let's just pretend your name doesn't echo differently now like a song I used to love but can't quite sing along to anymore
We'll sit across from each other hands behaving eyes careful laughing at the same old jokes like they don't carry ghosts
I'll learn the shape of silence when you talk about someone new nod in all the right places pretend my chest isn't tightening like a fist
Let's just pretend we didn't memorize each other every habit every scar every soft place we once called home
Because friendship is supposed to be simple, right No late-night confessions bleeding into morning no gravity to pull us close
Just two people who used to be something else
And maybe, if we try hard enough if we rehearse the lines and keep our distance measured we can make it look real
this version of us that doesn't ache that doesn't remember that doesn't want
So go ahead smile like nothing's missing I'll do the same
We'll call it friendship We'll call it healing We'll call it anything but what it really is
pretending
If you lovelies see any trailer park tuesdays asks posted today, just pretend it's Tuesday.
(via Dreams of Space - Books and Ephemera: Let's Pretend (1954))
Illustrated by Valeria Patterson
Christmas time, mistletoe and wine.
Not responsible for my creative brain cell index
Let's pretend we're all Hetalia characters trying to make a pizza, but everything is going south!
Russia: Is the dough supposed to be black and bubbling?