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[adverseverse]

"Codes, but not cryptic enough. I'll rework and rework until there is nothing left but meaningless, flowery eloquence. Maybe that is all I need. Eloquence to fill me up while ketosis eats me away from the inside out, making me hollow and brittle and cold, cold, cold."

- Not Me

So here we are. Words on screens like brushes past paper.

Thoughts allowed

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[platmaster]

The allantois concocts no phokomelias.

[peischwa]

You are shiny.
Things are shiny.
Don't worry.
♥ Tasmin