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Let's get out of here
ive been eating a lot of carrots lately i hope i turn orange soon she says
I say nothing in return because I am sour or bitter or acrid, but I don’t like to be. I want to be sweet. A carrot boy.
i can see it happeing i think.. what do you think she says getsing close to me
I start at the hands because my head is low, given the state of myself, following her veins up the arm and through the collar bone connected at her shoulder to the neck, finally we meet each other.
“I think you look bored” but she’s back at the mirror already now.
She begins again, onto something new
the doomsday clock is set for midnight their sayinwg.. I want to die in shenzhen its beauitful there.. but its far from here isnt it
“I want to die with you” I state plainly
She begins again, onto something new
standing on a line is so degrading, i feel wlike an animal
“Humans are animals, and me in particular a dog”
She is looking at my reflection in the mirror now
waiting to die is so degrading, dont you think? she says
“I’m sorry” I mumble
We don’t speak further
I pooping rn
awesome