kissing pillows, breathing gin
all the stories never told
the usual disclaimer
this is not therapy. this is not the truth. not the whole truth, in any case. just fragments, pieced together for you and me to feel good about, sorry for, despair over.
this is not therapy. this is my truth, my lies, all intertwined till there's no way of telling them apart.
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boring bit:
all posts are mine, and as flattered as i would be if you actually want to repost anything elsewhere i'd appreciate it if you'd link back to me. thanks.
