they have no sense of symmetry.

[jacktellslies]

there are men fighting outside of my window.

the moon was so small last night. it shrank away every time i looked for her. it smelled of burning leaves, though. that was something.

i am a foolish and sad thing. i need to learn to hold my tongue.

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[lezgonow349.livejournal.com]

ah the glorious smell of burning leaves...