articulatei'm an articulate girl, but only when i find myself speaking in tongues- using my own, in ways that other people only think they understand. and both of us, so good at saying the same things. but until now, it was only inside of our heads, inside of our clothes, but always, written on our sleeves... a style we never grew tired of.articulate
once, i faked a shiver to see if you would take off your coat- so i could maybe wrap my arms, my chest, in everything that, i prayed, you've ever wanted to say. and maybe,
blindfolded
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Art must be destroyed.
I have not spoken to you in awhile (:
How is your summer?
oh, and thank you for the
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