katiewest

It reminds me of the autarchical creatures that drip out of my cunt and splash and squirm in the toilet bowl as I watch, fascinated. They came from me! They're little me's! They have fluid limbs of pale white creamy substances that adjust according to the purity of my piss. They dance through yellow bubbles and contort their small lymphatic legs around one another. They...
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i'm back.

I belong in an old house, this I understand. Not because I have an old soul, as some small children, or young women have, but because I enjoy being antique. I want to sit still and have you take my photograph. Preserve me forever amongst peeling paint and faded lamp shades, with pretty beads that hang and dangle and throw light across my face. I'll...
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Tomorrow I'm leaving my house at 8:30 am and not coming home until 8:30 pm. I'm going to drown myself in the river, you know where the stairs invite me in. I'm going to hang myself from your dads flag pole and cheer when he revs his engine. I'm going to slit my wrists while in your office so you can finally write something that...
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Did I ever tell you about Emily? She had cancer. She died 4 months after I met her. I always wanted to tell her how pretty she was. I never did. But that's the way life is. All these things you should have done and all these things you could have done, but instead, you drink a cup of tea and think about doing it...
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