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  • all day it was lonely lonely between confessions and distraction, blank. adjective.

    for lunch i had 2 bananas, more fried eggs, and an open palm of tears outside the office.

    i don’t have anything to say. or a way to even say that. that feeling makes me think i don’t exist, and destruction is easy proof i do. an hour ago i wanted neat whiskey and all hell, but would have settled for something neatly rolled and a seat by the window.

    just now i came home and found this post-it. its over 100 days old.

    must. keep. writing.
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