summer has broken my heart again my legs a constellation of poison ivy sunburn and cigarette smoke the dog snaps his jaws at black flies on the beach i don’t know how a person survives this kind of longing
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my fetish for eternal peace
i have a fetish for knowing what’s going on. it’s, like, the most important thing to understand about me. some might say it’s because i’m an enneagram eight. others might think it’s because i was raised by a virgo. me, i say it’s because i couldn’t be more turned off by not having a clue. […]
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