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sometimes i feel ive got to

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run away

we all have the homie that's a cautionary tale

had

you gotta come to the club man drinks are $18 and were all on our phones googling dog surgery

what's the matter honey? you've hardly touched your fleeting experience of time on earth

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

i'm like a fujoshi but for dead people