͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ •  OP81  ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ MV1 ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏  CL16 ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏  CS55    ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏   LH44  •
 ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏  ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏       ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏͏❛𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝐒𝐓, 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟔.❜
the sky turned over a blanket of diluted cream, casting an unsettling gleam of paranoia along the slightly damp bathroom i shared with three other tenets. it was always cold, with off-white tiles and stained porcelain fixtures. i lit a cigarette and flicked ashes into the sink. i watched with puffy eyes as they spun helplessly in the white bowl, streaking the sides in black, like burned lilies. billie holiday's "easy living" played from another room on another floor. it mixed with the mufled silence as my eye sockets pooled. i lifted my head towards the crack mirror, taking in the appearance of another bathroom mental cave in. i've seen the scene before, shirtless, nervously thin, pale as the porcelain tub, my body caving inwards towards the swirling water, with barking dogs in my ears. everything coexisting in the mental stage of my longing mind.


★ meine kleine schwester! ── @astruoms