reverse age regression irl

dreaming of an intimacy that doesn't hurt
is like licking a picture of icecream
the dream is a different thing
but I mean having tons of pictures of ice cream papered over your walls
would be pretty cool

but maybe intimacy doesn't have to hurt
maybe it's the borders of definition need to change

went to a poetry circle today for the first time in like a decade, I missed this random social beautiful vulnerability so much

an angel is the spirit of worms and it’s a lie that worms regrow when cut in half but an angel actually does regrow and your special angel haunting you for life was cut in half but not all the way it wasn't allowed to separate so when it grew back it had two heads, two desires: leave, come closer

people who want to live are my friends.