claws misstree even when they taste flesh they are empty. what next? 051121 ... neoncrackle i found a friend in the great white beast 220228 ... Bizzar there are days when the claws of my big_black_dog are relentless. ravaging at my skin. dried bits of flesh that have not yet rotted to dirt, caked on the tips. it's hard to think through the snarling. hard to see through the fur. hard to breathe as the weight of it crushes down. 220228 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Do you unthread my jeans? Do you think you can climb to significance? Do you suggest tallness is significance? Well, I made the same mistake. Rest, little chaos demon: you are loved. 220301 ... e_o_i dependent claws (story_not_story) 220301 what's it to you? who go blather from