Chokingonflowers Stories

inside your house weve got a lot to talk about decorations that we found instead we look around instead we look around i dont mind it happens all the time dont decide it happens all the time inside your car we never have to drive too far i like the freckles on your arm not eat with you id rather starve inside your house your mom puts on her favorite blouse we pass the dishes all around i hope they like me now i hope they like me now you remind me of better times dusty blinds this happens all the time

The moon was beautiful that night, with its glittering shine and the many stars surrounding it. It sat high up, a god in its rightful throne, always there and never humble in its stance. George sat by his window, entranced. The brunette thought he was used to it. The cold shoulder, the messages left on read, even the blatant scorn. He thought he was used to it all; but as he hacked up red carnations, he realized he wasn't used to anything. --- DNF hanahaki au