Oh if there were a thousand more yesterdays last weeks last years then there wouldn't be the sea taste in my mouth the ugly texture on my...

Follow follow every time follow even when I know it'll be ouch ooh ouch with pretty words in between. Like there's asking in the telling...

The chair sitting there knowing and remembering a dozen pasts I'll never see never fathom never hurt for. Sitting there holy unclean...

Miss Shoe she always says Miss Shoe which is strange isn't it I guess she likes my shoes they are quite pretty. He always seems to say...

Funny isn't it? How it keeps repeating itself over and over but different pretending it's changed but really it's just the same old...

His eyes are a blur or no maybe that's my eyes maybe the wind doesn't want me to see. Yes the wind is on my side on our side it's been...

Oh what delight what beautiful delight. Delicate dresses soft beauty colorful ribbons perfect curls. But it's not about that is it no...

Old Miss Betsy opening the door looks like she could use a break. We all could use a break but maybe I just need one or what if I broke...

You. Just do it maybe if I close my eyes or no that wouldn't work but then I could go over there and forget. You your eyes looking at me...

My dearest love, oh my dearest love I like how he did that. See his messy scribbles it has to be him. My face feels wet like dripping now...