I used to wanna kms, came up, still wanna kms

I've got to work and you've got to study.

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$50 for a Pickleball paddle. Fuck capitalism. Target is disgusting.

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Portland, Easter 2024

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I’m back in recovery. Sobriety is a little bleak. I start naltrexone in a couple weeks. I have to create my own excitement. My friends are there, but they’re busy with adult shit. Alcohol ruined my life, but that’s not to say I don’t have everything I need. I’m buying my own car this summer and I plan to get my own apartment in a couple years. Still no girlfriend or boyfriend. Stay at home stacking my chips. Considering summer school so I can start on my Masters in Philosophy. Sobriety is boring, but it is safe and sustainable. Sobriety will help me to shed some pounds at least. Nobody can love me until I start to love me. Buckle up. It’s going to be a quiet ride.

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Poetry- Las Vegas - Spring Valley “Something Better Planned.”

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[bottlecap-press]

The Sun Belongs to Us All, by G. Picconatto

Poetry, chapbook, 20 pages, from Bottlecap Features. The Sun Belongs to Us All is a collection of poetry navigating the frustrations of iden

From G. Picconatto's chapbook, The Sun Belongs to Us All, available from Bottlecap Press!

[toastbutteregg]

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Half the age of full retirement.

[mothcub]

"Doing things" is over.

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Be still and know, I’m not your god.

[fruitblr]

“Espresso!”

Luca (2021) dir. Enrico Casarosa

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Saw this for the first time today

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Never My Mentor

I suppose we started praying to different gods,

and drift apart.

Still in my heart, but it feels like a dart.

Kiss the pain away like the lips of Judas.

Both of us knew this. Never the same.

Enjoy your holidays. Enjoy your celebrity.

Thanks for the charity. Throw it away.

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Soft for Seattle

Few enough lasts forever

Time together

Taking shelter

On sheets and cloths

Off come the sweaters

On winter break

At winter camp

In my room

I gift you pins

Love is not sin

I felt it rude not to consume

Your splendor

Now pleasure wins

In all her nectar

I won't forget you

[selfcaremyselfcare]

[000l]

[remanence-of-love]

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The Lamb's Tail, by Cassie Holguin-Pettinato

Poetry, chapbook, 48 pages, from Bottlecap Features. The Lamb's Tail is a collection of poetry that looks at the space where inner and outer

From Cassie Holguin-Pettinato's chapbook, The Lamb's Tail, available from Bottlecap Press!

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*snap snap snap*

[greelin]

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