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plasma-jane · 4 months
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For parents or partners who helicopter which is abusive
What would you do if I
I'd probably
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plasma-jane · 4 months
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“I want to flip the switch.”
“What sort of switch do you mean?” I questioned, curiously gazing over the puffed cheeks sitting below soaked eyes. He smiles, then meets mine with his iced irises. I wait a few moments, his focus still on me, as if hoping for more. My eyebrows scrunch, my lips curl to an awkward half-smile, unsure, “uhm-“ and he touches my hand, telling me I only am feeling a sense of over-crowding anxiety.
“Sorry, I had to think how I wanted to say it,” Liam pulls his arm over his head, then rests his hand behind it-innocently. “You can say it anyway you’d like to, you could blurt it,” I reassure him.
“I fixed it temporarily now, but so I know too that you have nothing to really worry about, I was your other fate.”
“I’ll just show you.”
“Wha-” Liam yanked my shoulder without any warning, as if another version was behind me-my legs give out beneath and I drip into the floor before I could catch myself.
No.
The grass…I thought I was inside? “Liam? Hello?” I spoke slowly.
“Come on man you gotta open your eyes for this one,” he said with a sorted, though playful tone. I obeyed, before I heard the air around me chill and growl.
With a mended body, a monstrosity, I heard his voice, it must be Liam; held himself over me–changed, morphed, yet even smeared. A snout shoved through his mutt skull, ribs caved open as if another had a feast in him. His teeth sharper than the inside of a tin can; stood from his visible gums, aligned like a shark’s set.
And now I understand too, how you feel next and the reality of how it came to be.
Rocks settle in my limbs and I sense your guilt and sadness, you immediately tie the tangle between the implausible.
Immobilizing my lungs
I try to inhale but I could only wheeze, “What–what—what are,” I force words, choking by each attempt.
“You look different, too,” Liam speaks the same voice as before. He glides his right wing to the front of me, covering my entire view, “see?”
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plasma-jane · 4 months
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Behind
“I want to flip the switch.”
“What sort of switch do you mean?” I questioned, curiously gazing over the puffed cheeks sitting below soaked eyes. He smiles, then meets mine with his iced irises. I wait a few moments, his focus still on me, as if hoping for more. My eyebrows scrunch, my lips curl to an awkward half-smile, unsure, “uhm-“ and he touches my hand, telling me I only am feeling a sense of over-crowding anxiety.
“Sorry, I had to think how I wanted to say it,” Liam pulls his arm over his head, then rests his hand behind it-innocently. “You can say it anyway you’d like to, you could blurt it,” I reassure him.
“I fixed it temporarily now, but so I know too that you have nothing to really worry about, I was your other fate.”
“I’ll just show you.”
“Wha-” Liam yanked my shoulder without any warning, as if another version was behind me-my legs give out beneath and I drip into the floor before I could catch myself.
No.
The grass…I thought I was inside? “Liam? Hello?” I spoke slowly.
“Come on man you gotta open your eyes for this one,” he said with a sorted, though playful tone. I obeyed, before I heard the air around me chill and growl.
With a mended body, a monstrosity, I heard his voice, it must be Liam; held himself over me–changed, morphed, yet even smeared. A snout shoved through his mutt skull, ribs caved open as if another had a feast in him. His teeth sharper than the inside of a tin can; stood from his visible gums, aligned like a shark’s set.
And now I understand too, how you feel next and the reality of how it came to be.
Rocks settle in my limbs and I sense your guilt and sadness, you immediately tie the tangle between the implausible.
Immobilizing my lungs
I try to inhale but I could only wheeze, “What–what—what are,” I force words, choking by each attempt.
“You look different, too,” Liam speaks the same voice as before. He glides his right wing to the front of me, covering my entire view, “see?”
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plasma-jane · 4 months
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100 bad days still and still can’t get a simple catrirdge for free.
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plasma-jane · 5 months
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What’s preference? Why is it so important?
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