It feels like being dragged back to work, restless and anxious with your hair flying into your mouth.
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rattle of what you say day rattle of white to gray day
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I focused on staying silent, but keeping a soft smile on my face, especially with my upper lip relaxed (I tend to tighten it and curl it under when I’m stressed).
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I miss mouths. So I drew a collection of my own.
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The way they’re knotted is like a twist of hair, there’s an exquisite tension in them.
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What I want, really, is to live a life where I’m proud of myself.
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the cold pool rain the blood pooled rain the blood cooled rain
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I’ve started drawing again which I know gives me a sense of control over what I’m drawing
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