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I undo buttons. | A Dissolute Life Means...
I undo buttons like he undoes my heart. Things are heavy for me, like the last long pillars of shadows at the end of a day. Despite my happiness, I can’t shake the sense that things are always ending. Ending. Ending. Ending. Is this a curse? Is it real? I need him under those buttons, …