Things got bad, sure, but that was later... This is still the beginning, this is bedtime, early on. The window is over my bed and there are three trees outside the window, in the yard, the dark woods, well-framed and slowly moving in the breeze. Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t. Imagine a story where everything goes wrong. // a playlist for johanna crane and sherry squires and the friendship that became a crush that became a broken neck and closed-casket funeral // cover art and au are mine, description quote by richard siken, playlist partly inspired by http://8tracks.com/pandorasocks/pretty-girls-make-graves

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