there was a strong pull from the sun this morning. it told me to get up and live. there is a push from the clouds. they are telling me to commit murders and set fires and destroy things. i hate the clouds. i hate everything, but in varying shades of hate. does that make me seem shallow? shallow like a kiddy pool? it feels like my brain goes
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oh well.
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i love you too.
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also, who are you?
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