conscientious incoherence

because to love as an aries moon is to dissolve oneself and assume another form

the feeling of dissolving

bonified toxicity

static phone calls 

fe(male) toilets

the way you sound 

over the phone 

being inside your body

and the lived experience

eating clementines

spiraling dangerously 

conscientious incoherence

writing at midnight

nonsense scribbles 

absolution