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Bookmarked by MarriottUpInTheSky
11 Jan 2026
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Flowers and soul-crushing guilt go together like peanut butter and jelly
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When Kris was little, the TV screen was the size of the world.
Its light glowed strangely through the kicked-up rubber soles of December’s combat boots on the coffee table, shining blue over the metal eyelets. In that moment, she looked like she should’ve been on the other side of the screen.
Kris watches music videos with December and thinks about clothing, identity, and freedom.
Bookmarked by MarriottUpInTheSky
27 Jul 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Clutching at my chest rn. Kris my baby

