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15 days agoThis reads like the author is processing a breakup.
This reads like the author is processing a breakup.
This is fucking poetry. Escaping from sincerity.
Wait. Does this mean I’ve been a real boy all this time?
Hear, hear!
I just camed and shidded and farded a little.
This reminds me of a couplet in a Greg Freeman song: “Clenched fists find God in rough landings, and tonight it’s gonna snow.”