After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

bro i read nothing in my life

It Will Get Lighter

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

...

Rain, starting

not so on: yvf(wthw)

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

wait what is that

i really havent

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