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hi ares kids. i have three pillowcases full of random stuff i pulled from the fire, mostly unscathed. uh. i am sorry about your cabin. losing a home sucks. please don’t hurt me.
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shout - out to the vickster, new jersey’s resident ginger terror. thanks for letting me borrow your womb. wonder if you’ve noticed i haven’t come back from that sleepover at nat’s yet.
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before i implode all of my interpersonal relationships by beating shauna shipman to a homoerotic pulp ... does anyone want to be MY favorite ex — hookup ?
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( stops short, face reddening ── first indignation, then embarrassment, then love. adoring laughter, ) oh, god, we’re being so stupid right now, aren’t we ?
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he’s babysitting tonight, but he popped by earlier to spruce up the liquor selection. if you drank from one of the unmarked wine bottles and are now feeling blissfully out of your fucking gourd, enjoy !
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i have no clue what’s going on, which is normal. but. real lovers rise. please get weird about each other. taste true devotion. make them a playlist. gift them a human heart. RISE. RISE. RISE.
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»⠀pallid lifeless skin. one quick cut to bleed him out onto the snow, and──
he blinks and it’s alice again, all curled fists and adolescent fury. before she’s finished her sentence, heavy - handed uppercut flies towards jaw.
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𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐲𝐯.⠀ projecting: van isn’t big on literature, but he is a sappho enthusiast. per the anne carson translation, his favorite fragments are 31, 94, 147, & 191.
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neither of their blood has ever been clean. doesn’t stop it from tasting sweet ; thick and messy, they’ll both end up with just another sickness.
𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵𝘴 ...
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