Knowing you exist helps me so much. Knowing you wrote your ground bone poems, your pole dancing to gospel hymns, your sweating blood truthfullness, you advice to adolscent girls with pink hair and crooked teeth. You did/are doing the same thing i am doing. creation? reacreation? from the pyre. and just knowing you are there is enough sometimes. i can't actually click the link, i can't hear the words, they would hurt my new skin, but knowing that you lived it, you felt it, you wrote it, then YOU SAID IT. helps. so. fucking. much. thank you. thank me. we are miracles and warriors and princesses and princes and we deserve all the beauty and love in the world. thank you.
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