crisp

  • exhaustion is a wonderful kind of medicine. it also tastes much better than time. i've decided that i'm going to write in a real journal. i need something tangible. i'm going to try to stick to writing only my impersonal discoveries here. i want to be the only one to digest my weak words because they are perfect for my weak stomach. and my handwriting is hell so it's a perfect front. if you'd like to converse, my email is a few entries below. if you're planning on messaging me here, please put a subject line! otherwise, the message doesn't get sent. also, no matter what happens, beyonce will always be awesome.
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