No, Dad, It's Not All In My Head.
No, Dad, it's not all in my head.
It's in my diaphragm. It's coiling around my ribs. It's pulsing with my heart. It's gripping my sternum. It has intertwined itself to me.
It's in my fucking marrow.
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Love is action
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damn. Severe bummer inDEED y'all
damn. Severe bummer
Keep your head up, my dear
Remember. We are not running away. We are retreating strategically
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Would you still love me if I had nothing to offer you?
I like to think you would.
I like to think I’m a strong sailor, but even I can’t resist the siren’s song of the arts and crafts aisle in the Walmart
I am preparing for battle (going to the post office to kindly and politely ask where my missing package is)
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