do you remember all of that time?
i was coloring you in, writing the details when you fixed the lines it clicked when you bled it was more of an end than you'll know more of an end than you'll let yourself know more of an end than you want to know
digital tides is all i can make my roommate's asleep and i live with nine others they're circles surrounding what i'm trying but i love it i rely on it i want them to stay forever i want you to stay forever i wanted you to stay forever
but that's untenable, you know? nothing lasts forever, right? well this is fucking bullshit then. it makes sense to alter what "forever" means, right? shove it into blank space, watch it collapse? it's in an aluminum can that i stuck in the northeast elevator. it's in the phonebox. eye know you're healing. to heal and be healed. it's fucking amazing. you're like a letter. a new thing to understand and then integrate into everything. i don't think you get that though. you won't you don't. it's not so obvious. uh, i'm making this for you. i'm making this for myself. what's the difference?
there won't be. you're shadows. you fall you breathe you walk.
i didn't want to go in this direction i have to stop.
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