Muscidae.Just like the fleas coming up from the carpet
to drain me of my blood
and then I spiral down too.
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Disclaimer. I am not this girl. I am one of her moods.Disclaimer.
I am Volatile and more than confused. I am a racing heart, a pounding chest. I am the Flesh torn by her Distress.
I am the Fervor that leaves her no rest.
I am trembling hands and convulsion suffused. I am the disquieting thoughts which constrict her breath. The Panic that heaves her imperfect breasts.
I am the Beast she cannot suppress.
I am not this girl. I live inside this Mess.
by ~TourniKit
Aesclatius. His body is seated on a bench in an upright and select manner. His handAesclatius.
vised over his brow, shielding eyes from the sun. Peering deliberately at the
ground a few feet ahead, staring into the grass as if deciphering a complex puzzle
in its inscape. This adamant concentration is impenetrable by the plethora of stimuli
in his immediate environment. The human shouts and excited voices in the park
resonate in
by ~TourniKit
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