tracing back
“Tell me again about the girl whose hands
have no color. Whose hands are completely
white. This time make them damned, or
untouched, or have her open a red umbrella
or point at some maple leaves and damned
near cry. Those hands. As freakish goes,
I wish I had a tail. Maybe then you’d know
how much I like you. It shakes me through,
damn through. It shakes me. When she carries
a peacock feather. When she touches her neck
or thighs. You’re a person. It’s not so bad.
You have hands. You are a person with hands
to hold things. Things you like. Tremendous
things. Tell me what you will hold today. I
know there is room for everything. There is no
need to be ceremonious. Tell what gets let go.”
*as we both traced back the road where we met on the first time
credit
on Gee
hair: enVOGUE – Madalyn
dress: BLOKC – Asym Knit Dress
shoes: BLOKC – Lattice Heels
snow on head: MUA – Snowflake Hat on Winter Trend SL 2015
new pose from !bang: catch me
on Sammy
hair: Dura Boy – 56
top: Gabriel – Shoulder Bag
Pants: Chronokit – Long Sarouel Pants ethnic1 black
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