Congratulations! Your bike was not stolen even though you forgot to lock it!
"anyone can be a fisherman in may"
the pain,
the saga,
and the seed.
--
"The Seasons Keep Changing Without You"
Oh,
There's a road
That runs through my stomach.
I don't know
Where it goes,
But I know
Where it's been.
And my parents think I'm depressed.
And maybe I am.
But my therapist is out of town this week.
(Which I didn't know they were allowed to do).
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The humidity in New York City is not doing great things for the in-between length of my hair right now.
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