One of these days I’ll be on a normal sleep schedule. But at this point I can’t say I regret my continuing decision to stay up into the wee hours of the morning nearly every morning.
It’s far too late,
but it’s also far too important that I have this time to talk, laugh, relax, vent, and just BE together.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Tell someone you love them today.
so driving back from the city yesterday, i get a random text from what appears to be a middle school boy that texted the wrong number.
so does this make me a fucked up individual or
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