– – untitled (my boy) – –

~ from the start, it seemed as if the mannequin, the unicorn and the gimp had a strong bond with each other. even more than that, the mannequin and the gimp seemed to share a common locality, the basement. from the way they talked about each other, it felt as if these two were almost related. they also had a complicated relationship with the unicorn-head. ~

as i was grappling with my masculinity, i looked back at my childhood. i imagined myself sitting on the shore of a lake with my child self. what would make young me happy? how could i help him grow? could i be my own father figure?

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