vendredi 31 janvier 2020

Get alone, get alone often

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She keeps tripping over herself.

Her hands shake a little – she hides them deep into her pockets, creates a mask out of thin air, clenches her jaw and goes about her day.

She doesn’t know how to keep the tremor at bay, she feels herself unravelling and she’s terrified she’ll slip any moment.

(or the aftermath of meeting yourself isn't always great, especially when your other self is better than you)

Words: 2267, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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