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8:01 am: Momentarily incapacitated by the residue of my dreams

Alyssa, 21

“I’ve been loving the colour combo of orange, pink, and turquoise, as well as a mix of bohemian styles and 80s influence. The top is thrifted in Hong Kong, the jean skirt is cut from old jeans, bikini top is also thrifted and shoes from L Train Vintage.”

I am tired too. It's okay. We will sleep in the car ride over. We will sleep on each other's shoulders. We will sleep upside down and in the laps of new friends and on the bellies of our lovers and in the hands of better tomorrows. We will sleep and we will wake up rested and we will wake up happy and we will wake up home again.

I love you, get up. It's time to write "maybe next time" on our gravesite. It's time to write: it could not kill me, I would not die. It's time to write a love letter to the sun and our one-act play and the history of our keychains. It is time to write a future where despite everything, we are finally warm and safe.

I love you. I love you. I love you.