The babe, and the babe piano.

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[Sipping cheeky champagne from a coffee mug.]

private, adj.: Even an open book holds secrets between the glue and the spine.

[Curls in on herself in an armchair at the shop, a slim volume open in her lap.]

prologue, n.: I don’t remember the moment before I met you, because I had no idea that was the way it would end up being defined.

Cause of death: Sophie's lips.

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Lover, tell me if you can, Who's gonna buy the wedding bands? Times being what they are: Hard, and getting harder all the time. open.spotify.com/track/2rT9gcry…

Away from grace an' at your feet.

I could find you in the dark.

Conditions (Felicia Brooks) Read: tl.gd/n_1ss13sn

Life is good. Life is bad. Life is fucking fantastic. Life is utter shit. Life is messy, mutable, muddy. I (cont) tl.gd/n_1ss1uj3

proximity, n.: Often I want you close enough to touch, without actually touching.

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embrace — in art