CRHJan 16, 20221 min read2022.01.142022.01.14There’s almost nothing leftMy lips are glued togetherAnd everythingseems to decompose eventually
2022.01.14There’s almost nothing leftMy lips are glued togetherAnd everythingseems to decompose eventually
Too god damned much Smoking weed in the backyard. The child fast asleep now, I hope, too tired to advocate further for the things she wants. “But I want it,”...
2022.06.29I told myself. I told myself and told myself how to be and then in the moment of decision I did whatever I felt like doing
2022.02.022022.02.02 I’m not quitting. I will ride again. Unless I die sooner. But I don’t think that’ll happen In the near future.
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