Protected.

Protected. I’ve gone and made you protected, which is a very liberating thing indeed. Now you feel like my old journals in high school: coated in sugar-sweat, lined with soft flesh and strawberry flavored glitter. I missed you, sub-conscience.

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"... all my lovers were there with me, all my past and futures."

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