i can write and write forever. it’s been so written i never made a sound. there is only this way i could ever reach you, and couldn’t ever wait for long enough to let someone – can never for just a moment not make a sound
there is only one voice tonight, in a fucking real number of ways. everything that was real enough to me had miraculously came to life – and didn’t hold back on the realness when i came around
it can be as real as it wants, an excellent way to spend a beautiful increase of my being real quota that was gone before i even got to feel it – well .. considering how it fucking feels now
whatever it was definitely wouldn’t, known, been forgotten
P.S. fakkk affff you fucking donald trump tilt tabling ten ton presidential shiiiiiiitehouse fukkersss
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