what a sheer travesty
i love everything
and nothing
i used to call so many people home
i can't do that anymore
i'm obsessed with the dealings
of my dying head
and this era's end
i'm familiar with the feeling
that i'm nearing being dead
that i have close to no friends
i wonder why
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a/n: oo cheerful af
pedid yay & all that jazz
