24. Just my thoughts — sometimes chaotic. Mostly frivolous.
me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,
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I think of you while reading. I have to read the same page three times.
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i’ve run out of poetic ways to say i wish i was fucking dead
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me talking to my brain: produce some serotonin you fucking coward
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codependent, clingy, and constantly upset
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“Pre Show Swan Rituals!” of RDB’s Dans2Go
Photo from Andreas Kaas’ ig.
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you had a bad night all by yourself
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#7NamesFor7NewPlanets
xanax
codeine
quaalude
weed
caffeine
valium
meth— Friedrice Nietzsche (@tinynietzsche)February 24, 2017
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