残像 / turn off hovercrafts

given my the way my imagination behaves under normal (heh) circumstances, I do not take psychoactive drugs out of concern for my own safety

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 anyone ever tell you you've got nice cheekbones?

[...]      no    I don't think anyone ever has

[nods and looks away]                they're not bad           just so you know

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At the exact moment I entered your embrace, I grasped the fact that you didn't really exist (in my world anymore save in the form of an avatar made up of fiction and fact), but still I held on tighter and refused to let go, knowing full well that I'd eventually have to - carry out the bittersweet commission of life: to endure, carry on and not look back

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hey  anyone ever tell you you're an exquisite creature?

    no

    good. that would be creepy


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