an erotic account of misplaced things.
I want to restack every line of this. The visceral heartbreak. In awe
It’s strange it poured out like this and I felt nothing at the time.
Sometimes the numbness writes better than the ache 🥀 xx
I write in the cracks between, and then sometimes it allows me to feel it. Like a way to access it that bypasses all my defenses
The pain is palpable
Thank you for reading Adrian, as always 🥰xx
one of your best my love Tony Z
your word and ideas area amazing and exciting dear,tony Z thanks you for sharing them with me
🫶🫶🫶
You’re gonna get me all worked up…(And by that I mean: writing more.) Thank you, truly. I’m glad it got to you.💋
I want to restack every line of this. The visceral heartbreak. In awe
It’s strange it poured out like this and I felt nothing at the time.
Sometimes the numbness writes better than the ache 🥀 xx
I write in the cracks between, and then sometimes it allows me to feel it. Like a way to access it that bypasses all my defenses
The pain is palpable
Thank you for reading Adrian, as always 🥰xx
one of your best my love Tony Z
your word and ideas area amazing and exciting dear,tony Z thanks you for sharing them with me
🫶🫶🫶
You’re gonna get me all worked up…(And by that I mean: writing more.) Thank you, truly. I’m glad it got to you.💋