Just thoughts
I’m tired.
I’m nervous.
I’m alone.
I miss… someone who probably doesn’t want their name written here.
I want to write about some books I’ve read, records I’ve listened to, movies I’ve seen.
I have a bunch of tattoos to post.
I realized the long-time goal of acquiring my dream headphones. They’re the headphones I’ll use until I quit breathing, which is a little morbid.
I’m a little morbid.
I’ve lost much.
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