Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
I hate you
April 19, 2021
Dearest April 19,
Hi April! Happy birthday!
You’re 18 now and you’re sad. Currently, you are in your room. Do you even have a room? Remember your favorite worn out white...
Yo future mama,
You were a teacher and learning ukelele when I was writing this thing. I wonder how well you now know to play xD
Hit me up if we ever played futsal again. if we didn't then...
dear future me,
happy eighteenth.
***** before you read this, play "abandon window" by jon hopkins.
(also props to damon dominique for inspiring me to do this.)
i'm writing this on...



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