Category: Rooms
Rooms I still visit, even when I shouldn’t. Some leave marks, some just smoke indoors. I am familiar with every tobacco brand that stains my curtains.
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When I Stopped Speaking
READ MORE: When I Stopped SpeakingWritten after noticing I still hold my breath before certain letters. · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · For the first two and a half years of my life, I spoke like a bird. I have no memory of that ease, but I know it once existed. And I know…