all my soul-searching comes to an end

[tincanphone]

occupational hazzard, or maybe just an awful side-effect of living in my mahopac bedroom. either way, i spent way too much time contemplating stupid shit this past week or so, such as "who am i?" "why am i so dispensible to everyone i ever care about?" "why does my room smell like flour?" and "who do i want to be

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[larkticus]

oh! oh! you and sushi in the city together.
I am so uncontrollably jealous .
only 7 more days until I can come and crash your party.
woooo!
(MT has made me manic)