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hipster socrates (
splinten
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2017-01-07 08:28 am (UTC)
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[Somehow it hurts. Somehow it's needles, sharp points under his fingertips, somehow it's blades on the inside of his palms.
He puts his hands over his eyes.]
It's a false peace.
[It's the peace of a boy who never called for help while his guardian spent thirteen years hurting him.]
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no subject
He puts his hands over his eyes.]
It's a false peace.
[It's the peace of a boy who never called for help while his guardian spent thirteen years hurting him.]