imposter She looked so sad there, curled up in her chair.

One of the most beautiful girls, lost, broken, and destroyed. Curled up there, with her blonde hair. So. . .

Hurting inside, in ways I can't imagine -- or maybe I can and just don't wan't to remember.

A touch can heal, and embrace can cure.

Curled up into herself, the body is a blanket -- it will protect me. From what? From myself.

Wrap the mind in numb and the body in pain.


Curled and crying inside.
emmi i had a dream where he was sitting on the bed and i was lying down and curled myself around him. isn't that nice.

and then i woke up...
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