it has been three months since i quit smoking.
i had one today.
i was unremarkable, but not bad.
i dont want another one now.
perhaps it is attributable to the sadness im hoisting these days.
someone who has all my things keeps trying to reach me, and i keep thinking "they were just things"
and they were
and i have nothing, no things
i was woken up from a nap and there was anger and noise and more sadness
words are just things, too, right
yeah,
thats all.
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who has all your things?? and hey.. what happened to that painting that you "bought" from me? do you still have it, is it safe?
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