like first name
hello reader,
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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i want to do that too
bro i read nothing in my life