by Ana I found myself this morning in my mirror looking dazed confused somehow smaller than before tilted my head searched the bags beneath my eyes played with my nose it had turned green, crude a color my mom never liked the color of bile, maybe anyway… mundane details to the body I had inhabited [...]
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chez toi j’aime l’imprévu le chocolat épicé les cheveux longs une langue blessée moi, j’aime les produits infinis le paradoxe sans couleur sans poivre avec décolletés emmerdons le reste * scris de Ana, inspirata de Paolo and Julian… va explic alta data.
