Kiraa

"She failed to notice that wetness on Liz's face wasn't rain. She didn't realize that Liz was drowning, or that Liz was crying because she knew she could never outrun the things she had done." (Falling into Place by Amy Zhang)

it evolves, it thrives, it feeds, it grows.

Memories: old and new.

How come no one's honest anymore?

I hope you all find yourself and are able to escape

It's just not the same

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Seattle seems like a wonderland

A brief collection of memories and open wounds