#mott twins

[vexuviae]

I THOUGHT FOR SO LONG THAT TIME WAS LIKE A LINE, THAT THAT OUR MOMENTS WERE LAID OUT LIKE DOMINOES, AND THAT THEY FELL, ONE INTO ANOTHER AND ON IT WENT, JUST DAYS TIPPING, ONE INTO THE NEXT, INTO THE NEXT, IN A LONG LINE BETWEEN THE BEGINNING AND THE END. BUT I WAS WRONG. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. OUR MOMENTS FALL AROUND US LIKE RAIN. OR SNOW. OR CONFETTI.