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How To Build A Skeleton Heart: Love Letters

Oct 28, 2019

‘’Do you eat when hungry?’’ The nurse asks me.
I nod and say with easy laughter, ‘’Of course! Who doesn’t!’’

I mean I think I do. I’m just… rarely hungry, I am too sad.

How To Build A Skeleton Heart: love letters

Oct 25, 2019

HOW TO BUILD A SKELETON HEART are edited letters written to an unworthy paramore while living in the UK.

How To Build A Skeleton Heart: love letters

Oct 24, 2019

HOW TO BUILD A SKELETON HEART are edited letters written to an unworthy paramore while living in the UK 2009-2010
it did not end well

How To Build A Skeleton Heart : love letters

Oct 24, 2019

HOW TO BUILD A SKELETON HEART are edited letters written to an unworthy paramore while living in the UK 2009-2010

How To Build A Skeleton Heart: Love Letters

Oct 22, 2019

HOW TO BUILD A SKELETON HEART is a collection of love letters to an unworthy paramore. It does not end well. But it was fun while it lasted.

How To Build A Skeleton Heart: love letters

Oct 21, 2019

HOW TO BUILD A SKELETON HEART are edited letters written to an unworthy paramore while living in the UK 2009-2010
it did not end well

Medically speaking you’re adorable

Jul 30, 2019

I gave blood yesterday as well but that was for a different doctor and unexpected so here I am again. The exact same pathology nurse I had yesterday. “Oh. Babe! Your back again!” She exclaimed. I like her. She takes blood painlessly and knows how to distract me with questions about myself.  I have gotten…

Medically speaking you’re adorable

Jul 30, 2019

I gave blood yesterday as well but that was for a different doctor and unexpected so here I am again. The exact same pathology nurse I had yesterday. “Oh. Babe! Your back again!” She exclaimed. I like her. She takes blood painlessly and knows how to distract me with questions about myself.  I have gotten…

It chooses you

Jun 13, 2019

When I was 15 my parents did something that would change my life more than they realized at a price that was far exceeding what they could afford to do. In year 8 I received a good mark ( my teacher was overwhelmed with love for my sick lit non fiction spinal surgery story. I…