day nineteen

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a list of things i want (because i like making lists, and you used to laugh at me for having lists for fucking everything):

i want to know if you're safe. i want to know if you laughed, and why. i want to know if you've been eating well. i want to know if you've gotten that tattoo you kept talking about, or finished the tattoo you refused to discuss. i want to know if you're still angry at the world. i want to know if you're still angry at yourself. i want to know if you've gone back to smoking meth so you'll forget the world and i want to know you haven't. 

i guess mostly, i want to know if you're happy.

(and if you're not - well. there's not much i can do, other than move the goddamn universe so one day you might look at the sky and wonder when the planets have realigned in your favour.)

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