I woke up this morning and found myself over so many things. More things than I can list or count.

[descendingpoet]

I'm over sales, and money. I'm over people. I'm over acquaintances, friendships, and relationships. I'm over being cold, and warm. I'm over socks. I'm over cats. I'm over buying records because I feel like I actually own something. I'm over music. I'm over flavored toothpicks. I'm over speakers. I'm over songs that artists play that they don't mean

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[nytemare]

intervention time?
drunken adventure time?

finding out what happens in a meadow at dusk time?

[descendingpoet]

all of the above, I suppose.

[sycamoreblue]

come now pierre, don't give up on trees and friendship (!!) and many other things, including love (as something to come back to, once over)(as over and over, is good).

x to the o