Texts with the gentleman
- HM: It's kinda cold outside. Am I here in vain?
- Me: Just hold on to the night, [HM].
- HM: But will there be any shame? That's the question. And the answer is none. None more shame.
- Me: Seriously, I fucking love you.
houses in motion
i hear the clockwork in your core / time strips the gears till you forget what they were for / i push the numbers through your pores / i crack the codes, i crack the codes / to end the war
