home.

stories.

face.

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Sand feels so good.

vanished:

Coyhand

vanished:

Coyhand

Surf’s up.

s-dixon:

mitchell-wilson:

And I’m Winter. Kidding, I’m Autumn.

I suppose I should’ve guessed someone would pull that on me. Mind telling me your real name? I don’t think a girly name quite suits you.

Mitchell.

Hello!

sean-sims:

mitchell-wilson:

Well, I’m watching My Little Pony, and then I think of one of them dying, and then me dying. Stuff like that. My brain just brings me towards it. Is that not normal?

I don’t think that’s normal, no. That has never happened to me before, but maybe I’m the odd one here! Well, if you ever want to talk about something, I wouldn’t mind listening to you. 

Okay, thanks I guess?

Surf’s up.

s-dixon:

Someone sure is smiley. Hi. I’m Summer.

And I’m Winter. Kidding, I’m Autumn.

Hello!

sean-sims:

mitchell-wilson:

That’s odd. I’m eighteen and I think about it everyday.

Dying? How come, mate? 

Well, I’m watching My Little Pony, and then I think of one of them dying, and then me dying. Stuff like that. My brain just brings me towards it. Is that not normal?

I suppose an introduction is in order.

madelyn-rowe:

You look awfully cheerful, but I suppose it’s nice to meet you.

You seem awfully grumpy.

I suppose an introduction is in order.

madelyn-rowe:

mitchell-wilson:

Lovely. And you are?

Mitchell. 

Hello!

sean-sims:

mitchell-wilson:

Well, not a full one. You wouldn’t be able to cherish how cute your first child is, or the first time it walks. Or the time it finally graduates.

Woah, mate. I’m seventeen, I don’t want to think about children yet. Or dying, for that matter. 

That’s odd. I’m eighteen and I think about it everyday.