Opals Are Said to Make Us Everything We Are All at Once, and There’s Nothing Scarier
I’ve been wondering what my edges really are, and finding they don’t exist. I feel myself shimmer with every conflicting thought.
Anne of Geierstein,mood.
Anne of Geierstein,
What if tomorrow you wanted kids and I didn’t? What if we get arrested for having a grill? What would you do if we could never have sex again?anything,
this is it—
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