How much does parting truly change when you know it is the last time you will ever see someone?
So many goodbyes fallen flat. Some not even good.
Posthumously it just becomes statistic.

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How much does parting truly change when you know it is the last time you will ever see someone?
So many goodbyes fallen flat. Some not even good.
Posthumously it just becomes statistic.
Ella, Josh, and Abby.
Thank you.
We’re sinking the ship. Last chance.
I’ve wandered to the far end of the pond.
There waters here are dead and still.
The bodies that drift here are in like.
I prepare.
She checked and saw it was ten inches to her rib
This is for my sister
It feels like you’re making me jump through hoops and loops, and through those hoops and loops, you will judge how to write about me. You’re entitled to your own opinions. I was never asking you to write something wrong or incorrect. Just a character statement if you’re unwilling to put in this effort for me, I understand. I wish I could’ve relied on you in in my time of need. My expectations were not high, but after exposing myself vulnerably to you, they have fallen further.
Most infuriating part of writing is having an idea and thinking oh, this is gonna be so good and wanting to IMMEDIATELY share the vision with other people because it's gonna be good but then you start writing it down and - it is gonna be good. Except. It is also gonna take so, so, so long to finish. And in the meantime. You are the only one with The Vision. Alone. Losing your mind. 😭
What is this weight. This confusion. This pass.
The moooon
You know what’s real f’d up about cops. They steal your cash. Every time. As soon as they apprehend you they go through your out things and take all of what they want to and document it. I’ve seen it. Twice. If you have money, NEVER. Ever stay around a cop.
I can be extremely successful, but I need someone who will never jeopardize that risk. I need them to help me
maintain my success
Remain prepared for all income events
Provide ability when I experience slack.
I flew a kite today. Very high.
Got a job offer.
Had a great second talk interview.
Todays idea.
Get rid of the keyboard. Have brain reading and vision enhancing technology to contact with a piece of the brain to read your brain as it types letters. Train students on the alphabet and to type at a young age.
3 shots.. or double shots. Made me view the last four hours differently.
I just liked this phrase from Inder dev Khosla’s : teaching of the Vedas
love me. learn me. level up with me.
I’d really like to create a lucid dream storm.
That would be nice to give myself.
I saw something about tornados the other night.
They take so much energy to make happen. In a dream that unlimited energy is accessible.