palehouse is pretty good. just so i don't forget. i have been feeling my wrists and drunkenly wondering if they would be skinnier if i broke them again. my thoughts are really way too solipsistic.
is that the right word?
i was a fool who loved to take off her clothes. i just wanted to take off my clothes. and one time someone let me. like that was cool. in an alternate universe where i am not strange or naive or inarticulate always, we would always be naked when wanted to be without it ever being awkward.