ideally, you would be taking it off here, so i can ogle you adequately have pity. i hate being so bedridden and bored. i think i might be dying, actually. fulfill my final wish.
( not to be dramatic, but also to be suitably dramatic. it's a strange feeling, regardless, like — trying to slough off the familiar feeling of sleep, the undercurrent of chronic illness. apparently, she'd taken grisha vitality for granted. )
oh, so just a small army of mice, then. i don't think we can name a child cotton, or grape, or incense bush. but it helps me know what to plant. 🌻 you and alia built it. you should both have something of your own in the garden. something familiar. something like home.
treasonous of a sun summoner to say, i suppose, but i've always liked irises best. the blue ones. or wildflowers. keramzin — where i grew up — had an entire meadow filled with them. i used to hide it in for hours until ana kuya dragged me inside. it was nice to pretend i could run away, for awhile.
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have pity. i hate being so bedridden and bored.
i think i might be dying, actually. fulfill my final wish.
( not to be dramatic, but also to be suitably dramatic. it's a strange feeling, regardless, like — trying to slough off the familiar feeling of sleep, the undercurrent of chronic illness. apparently, she'd taken grisha vitality for granted. )
oh, so just a small army of mice, then.
i don't think we can name a child cotton, or grape, or incense bush. but it helps me know what to plant. 🌻
you and alia built it. you should both have something of your own in the garden.
something familiar. something like home.
treasonous of a sun summoner to say, i suppose, but i've always liked irises best. the blue ones.
or wildflowers. keramzin — where i grew up — had an entire meadow filled with them.
i used to hide it in for hours until ana kuya dragged me inside. it was nice to pretend i could run away, for awhile.