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the moon is doing that thing again where she looks like a perfect little fingernail and i’m over here losing my mind about it. why is the sky so extra tonight?? who gave her the right?? i stepped outside for two seconds to take out the trash and suddenly i’m having a spiritual experience in my sweatpants. anyway i’m not crying it’s just the cold air and the overwhelming realization that we’re all tiny creatures spinning on a rock under a glowing rock and somehow we still have to do laundry tomorrow. reblog if the moon also personally victimized you this evening 🌙
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