As the days seem increasingly shorter, the sun seems to cry out to me. I haven't been paying daylight much attention these days, but the more my eyes wander off into the horizon, the more guilt I feel for not carping any diem. The gentle rays cast shadows on the morning, and I'm all but satisfied with my life the way it is. Boredom is the number
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I'm looking forward to seeing you this weekend! Maybe you, Kristin, and I can go get lunch or something on Saturday.
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Have you ever heard R.I.P by Bikini Kill?
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R.I.P makes me cry because of the memories I have attached to it.
Lawd, Kathleen Hannah <3
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