Inkskinned:i Think About You A Lot And I Think About You Not Thinking About Me A Lot And I Think About How I Don’t Want To Think About You But I Think About It A Lot And I Don’t Know I Think Too Much I Think Too Much And You Exist Somewhere That All
inkskinned: There are dark antler secrets we hid under our bed in the hopes that our wild wouldn’t be noticed. Full moons came and went while we chained ourselves to the radiator, hoping the handcuffs would hold back our violence. There are so many
