mordicai caeli (mordicai) wrote,
mordicai caeli
mordicai
  • Mood: the swarm of doubts.
  • Music: crown me king- "my proverbial glass jaw"
oh good, back to the rotting flames of this stupid face of mine. the stitches in my mouth are coming undone. i mean, without doubt, this time. i looked. part of the thread is distended into my mouth, like a string or ligament. its probably right on time with the dissolving that is supposed to be occuring, but it doesn't make me feel all that ace. mouths are not meant to be stitched.

so its the casual breathe deep thing i'm shooting for. lets not have a big alcatraz prison riot. the rose & its thorns. i have to figure the unraveling for healing. there doesn't seem to be blood, but i'm still piqued. hello how are you. i'm fine, you know. just a little raggedy andy. reachh into my stuffing & pull out conversation hearts.
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