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I am contractually obligated to show you his drawing of his childhood cat that loved melons, Johnson.
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*looks into the camera like a chuck jones character*
I am contractually obligated to show you his drawing of his childhood cat that loved melons, Johnson.
december……
[tearing at my hair] no love however brief is wasted no love however brief is wasted no love however brief is wasted
All my love came from me and that remains all my love came from me and that remains all my love came from me and that remains
The year I went to the movies
great things have happened is a lovely poem that's similar to this one
At least they got the autopilot working correctly
Magical stained glass
One of the most important things I have learned today..
i do this to u
Category 5 Woman Moment™
somedays my heart feels so close to the surface like it wants to take me somewhere and is tired of the limitations of my body, of my feet always walking in the wrong direction. this isn’t really an original thought. i have told you this before. someone almost loved me and they come to me in dreams even now but i punish my daytime mind for any thoughts of soccer or duvet covers or carrot cake and i never think about him except when it is dark out and i am in the backseat of the car and no one can see the alternate life passing through me, the one where he laughs forever and i press my ear as close as i can because i am tired of the limitations of my body. someday things will be different. the losses will fall off of me like particles from another world, landing on a small unsuspecting planet. i will garden and have at least one big window where i can see the sky and have the good sense to look. but today i asked God to empty my heart of whatever wasn’t meant for it and he is still in there somewhere, occupying a small space in a big way. if i let myself reach out to touch it then i would probably find out that there’s small space inside of him too that flinches when he looks at the moon. of course it doesn’t help to know that. it doesn’t help to know that the dark sky is a cauldron we both sit in to punish ourselves for the life we didn’t have.
fun fact if your breasts are somewhere between a 36C-36D then they weight about the same as your brain
if you're above a D-cup you've probably got more boob than brain
DON'T I KNOW IT
shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficulty
shit I missed my window, next week I guess
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