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I was lying in the leaf litter today when some moss spoke to me. "Excuse me, do you know the species of this fallen log beneath me?" asked the moss. "Hmm. No. Sorry, I'm a little fuzzy on logs," I said. "What a coincidence," said the moss. "I'm a little fuzzy on logs too."

i am indeed in danger

im free! thank god

At least every month this happens to me

went to the laura jane grace show last night and met just the fucking coolest bunch of people ever and talked with them for like two hours after the show finished and i just felt. so accepted? like ive never had a proper sense of community in punk (which is my own fault i never actually interacted with any of my local punk scene but still) but for a couple hours in the cold city night the six of us shared secrets, troubles and cheap shit fags (which actually only happened once between two of us but it sounds more poetic like that) and it was wonderful. not sure if any of you’ll see this but i just wanted to let that out because it was great. go meet some punks who like the same shit as you you’ll thank me later!

If you can doomscroll for three hours, you can write for ten minutes. Don’t lie to yourself.

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