Comments by edenscancer

  • "voyeurism always makes me feel like I am not alone, that reading this, somehow I know you. but we will never meet... I don't know how your hair smells, or how your eyes crinkle when you smile or even if they do. are you just words? And I sit here typing to reach you. Like it matters. This is voyeurism, letting us pretend like children playing pirates, that we are sailing far away from where we don't want to be, into someone elses, distant sea."
    Posted by edenscancer on "A Bedtime Snack" by technicolour-girl
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