Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.

Andrea Gibson

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You can have a cold war with yourself, even in the summertime by Andrea Gibson

You can have a cold war with yourself, even in the summertime

summertime cold war

But when I thought I hit bottom, it started hitting back. by Andrea Gibson

But when I thought I hit bottom, it started hitting back.

hitting-back bottom hitting