i stapled her picture to my chest in a fit of desperation, carved her name across my brain in the hope she would get caught up in her own wonder and give me a moment of peace, her presence talking over in totality
it didn’t help, nothing works, the exorcist fled to find her, leaving his holy book behind and carrying a diamond ring, the therapists don’t believe she exists, greatly overstating my imagination and mental prowess
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‘the exorcist fled to find her, leaving his holy book behind and carrying a diamond ring’ …this is brilliant!
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I genuinely never intended that haha to be in there. The word was had, damn it
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i was pretty sure it was had or have. Hardly cried at all.
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I’m always inadvertently mean
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Nah. never ever. Or I’m not smart enough to tell.
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This is super good
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was thinking of my muse as i wrote it.
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Well. I haha to read it again then. ❤️
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