As i drink my vanilla hazelnut tea,i begin to wonder where i'll go, how i'll get there. i am not sure if this is an update; i am not sure what it is. all i know is that i have this space and that i might as well use it. the smell of my tea is making me sick with nostalgia. maybe it was last fall, or the one before that? but i know that it was fall
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