cheers to doing what feels good.
latest history lesson is how to rip the pictures out of the book.
there's a parasite in memory.
12.1.10
3.1.10
already slipping
I could brush my teeth with the stains on my sleeve, but the potential to progressively think I'm losing my shit costs more than toothpaste on cuffs after a morning ritual of coffe, rinse, repeat. Oh how terrified I am to cut everything out,to feel insanity, to succeed these ties and rip my pearls out by their already slipping roots.
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