open your eyes:

i am creating a necklace of words to keep close, in the form of a milagro charm to heal my heart. i am spinning sweaters threaded with truth. i want to wrap you in pieces of me i could never explain.

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this is an ode to my future decoder ring.

17.12.08

never is a promise;

never is a promise;
this year was one of realizations.
this year was one of complications.


next year, i promise, i'll know better.
i'll never do that again.