i am an unreliable narrator both because i do not remember and also i love to lie

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i am an unreliable narrator both because i do not remember and also i love to lie
NEVER GET A DISPOSABLE INCOME
No matter how far I'll go in life I'll always end up under a man
i feel a profound sadness within me...... sex horror sex bat sex horror sex vampire sex bat horror vampire sex
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you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed
First of all I knew it was a trap second of all I’m having fun under this bucket eating snacks
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Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person
one day, i hope to be moved from your downloads folder into somewhere more deliberate
still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.
we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?
Gustave Doré
René Laloux, July 13, 1929 – March 14, 2004.