force quit

“my friend is moving into this place”

“i like this place!” (steering car)

“i don’t”

“it’s just so grey.

“don’t you like the baseball diamond?”

“the corners are missing. wabi-sabi.” (stopping car)

“i like it i guess.”


(kissing passionately for two minutes. your lips felt hot. our teeth reconnoitred.)

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“i don’t know.”

“since when?”

“since you said you liked my tweets.”

(later i found you have swapped the straps on our havaianas. they were sticking into

the black sand in front of the gate of my gothic-ish castle. i’m pretty much in love with


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