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mind's a time traveller
my mind travels in the past and lingers there like a ghost. It longs to undo the things that set me on this path of emotional turmoil. It lo...
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I'm alive. (I'm telling this to myself.) I know I haven't paid this blog my usual depressing visit in a while, but I'm arou...
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I remember thinking that the day mon petit frère gets married, my life's purpose will come to an end. Like, I'm living on this plane...
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he used to call me his moonflower 'you'll bloom in the dark' were his last words to me i visit his grave every night with moonf...
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