do you want to know what my favourite part of my body is?
alright, here it is.
the skin between my fingers, the webbing, it’s always been my favourite. it doesn’t deflate or trip, it doesn’t gaze, it stays there, the softest.
when life moves so quickly all i do is live in the moment, golden moments, like the ones i never thought i’d have.
if you pull your cheeks to the back, does it hurt? because, the one side hurts me, and the other doesn’t? i’ll see where the trail of breadcrumbs leads.