he says your name out loud, in miniature rooms where no one's found; it's a desperate sound. you're on the distant shore! and he wants to tell you stories, stories of boys who stomped their feet, saying, "shut, shut up—I am dreaming of places where lovers have wings."

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A, 18. ENFJ / SLOAI. apple-eyed, beijing-born, sonoran-desert-raised star enthusiast. college student studying english & philosophy. writes things. indulges in the idea of multiverses, a collection of musical instruments, large bodies of water, cold weather, wood floors, berries, the space between spotlights, and dark blue. (wants to be famous, stand under lights, breathe inside the ocean, save the world with misplaced poetic idealism, et cetera, et cetera) 

☞ these stories are mine


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