i know what's in my heart, i need to bring it back into my chest

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@papayajuan2019
i know what's in my heart, i need to bring it back into my chest
when the feature sounds like a sample from decades ago.... warmth for my veins
i think youre sitting on the remote. can i check
out of breath. come give me some of yours.
what on god's browning earth
i'm always looking for new people to miss
good evening
-Sent from my iPad
oral of the story
clarity of thought is overrated. do it all muddy if you have to. look how the mud outside shapes the earth
muscle memory is so beautiful to me. my body remembered better than i did. yet we're the same thing, with the same memory.
plus i love you
mixed reviews
setting goals doesnt work for me. to change, i have to just start doing a new thing and then convince myself that i must do it daily for the rest of my life, often for no discernable reason. my job then becomes squeezing meaning from the routine( in the most ineffecient way possible). and then i come out the other end having changed so slowly that i feel like setting goals doesnt work for me
i find myself wanting to use this account as a journal again. but there's too many of you guys now. you don't all gotta know about the nightly vulnerable thoughts. or what i drank that day
it's pig's blood in a bucket to me man