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Trees grow high and I am on them. Come and climb to me….I won’t be waiting.

I am a terrible person

...feelin' fine

I purposely step on all the cracks now. It feels good. I laugh at pictures of myself as an infant for kicks. Most of the time, I want to sit absolutely still and stare at nothing...thinking of nothing.

Come on. Get jealous.

say

Honestly...as I always am. Tired of people. Tired of humans. Less interesting than they think. Predictable and noioso. Don't want to fake it. Won't.

hmm....

I give up.

Sono rimettuto nel'asciugamano......La bandiera bianca.

oh you.