Ren Jiang


Listen— i am a sorry son weaving upward or the spark in every raindrop shaken off somebody else’s web i— want to sprawl across the stretching lifeline on your palm, plucking at your favourite song. Listen, i— am often moved …

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the password is: “Love you for 10,000 years”

but it’s not undying1; let’s not give it forever. i just want to make time a little stretchier. in this kind of love: my body hurtles towards the ceiling at 2 a.m with the fan on the highest setting, and …

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