In the car on the ride back from SkIO, able to see a broad swatch of stars lining the heavens, I thought about how much the sky looked freckled by its shining spots; and for some reason, I felt better about my own freckles. Not that I was ever that self-conscious about them, but it's still a cool feeling to see yourself in the sky.
come and rest your bones with me
This is the story of a girl, who cried a river to drown the whole world.
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