

MutualismMutualism -- Let’s pool our bad habits stumble towards something we see in the hollow of your clavicle the gap between my thighsMutualism
You bring the addiction and I’ll bring the control
and the enthusiasm if you have the dedication nothing tastes so good


What Is LeftWhat Is LeftWhat Is Left
LOU IS LAUGHING AND RUNNING AND BARELY BREATHING. Patches of light shine through the tree branches, gold spots that light up Lou’s flying hair as she dashes through. Bobby is close on her heels, laughing just as hard. He stretches his hand out and snatches the skirt of Lou’s cotton dress. She is caught short, stumbles as Bobby pulls her skirt backwards. “I win!” Bobby grins exultantly. “No you don’t!” Lou laughs, “you caught my skirt, not me!” She slips from his grasp, and runs on.
The summer air is wet and sticky. Voices float back to town, wi


Learning to Die“Adele,” Franz says.Learning to Die
“What?” she answers, pouting her torch red lips.
He lowers his voice, conscious of the other patrons in the cafe. “It’s not safe. I sound like a goddamned melodramatic fool, but you need to get out. You’re drawing too much attention.”
She smiles, tosses her deep-brown curls. “I like being watched.” She is teasing him, he knows, but it’s true.
“I have cousins in Switzerland, they would take you in if I asked.”
She just smiles.
“Del, this is serious,” he says, and he knows he’s


Mr. PotterNice one James!Mr. Potter
The half empty bottle of firewhisky lies sideways on the coffee table. The flames in the fireplace flicker feebly, their light waning as the gray fingers of dawn steal into the dark sky. He is laughing, and Sirius is watching him. He is flushed, from the Ogden’s, from the laughing, from trading bawdy stories with his best friend until they run out of stories but keep laughing, two boys sprawled together on the couch. The night mixes with so many other nights, same whisky, same stories, same couch. Sirius collapses artistically into his lap. “Can’t hold your liquor any more, eh Padfoot?” he
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Dearies of mine it's a HUGE world and the bugs and trees get magnified 1000 times
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