The rabbit must have been dead for days, the blood was dark red, almost black and it smelled like flesh do when its decaying. Eyes opened, I reached forward and gently shut his eyelids closed. Lifeless eyes are judging. Like they're let in on a big secret , like they've seen everything and more. Like they despise us and our ignorance
And now lovers, the water has filled up every part of me, taken an exit through my eyes and started to pour on our hardwood floors. For every step I take, the water splashes around me creating small circles. and when they die out, I feel the need to make more. I'm worried.
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i love that post. i feel sorry and yet i can feel things coming so often, so often as well.
remember the tarot? that death means new beginnings?
maybe i can see that for you.
I think that the constant in your life must be plum wine + cigarettes
and it's kind of a great constant
Thanks for reading! Where did you find me?
Technolust
thanks! you're blog is really cool :)
oh thx. i love everything here.i find it hard to comnect to anything anyone, i'm so out of time. you seeme to be one of the very few.
"Like they are let in on a big secret , like they've seen everything and more. "
that made me sad.
but this post is brilliant, and inspiring and heartfelt. You continue to amaze me Belle.
this is the saddest, most gorgeous post. your writing is amazing, it always makes me feel less alone.
i hope there's people around that are there for you. xo
"and when they die out, I feel the need to make more." fathomless sorrow. i feel your pain.
xo, sophia
Catching up on your posts,I feel like I am reading a beautiful silent movie......
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