Unheimlichkeit, a vision of loveliness with gears underneath, broken teeth, slipping, sputtering.
I love somebody who's broken, it's difficult, but it's the direction my sympathies tend to run, that's all. Nothing I can do about it, wouldn't be like me to try.
I don't know, bereft & afraid is a pretty natural posture for me, maybe it's OK, maybe I can make something of it, I don't know.
Beautiful outside, beautiful everywhere, really, wish I was better at showing you, wish I was better at keeping it in mind.
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