= my morning. that thing where my nightly dreams are replaced with
memories is happening again, and i'm sick of the cold sweats i'm
waking up in. i'm not sure why this resurgence is
occurring...hm...yea, no clue. i think that's a lie, i just don't want
to admit that the alleged cause is the actual cause.
*smoke break"
backness. uh...bumpin mr hudson...white lies!!!...n shit...tryna think
of how best to take advantage of this chilly winter day. no idea
yet. floaterrrrr...wade in the water...same flow that brought
her...carried her away...the sky was grey that day...floaterrrrr...
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