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That feeling when you can’t be friends. Can’t be together. Can’t move on. Can’t let go. Just existing in the space between love and goodbye. Too much love to be strangers. Too much pain to be anything else.
Lately I’ve been feeling disconnected from a lot of things and even some people. Idk what’s happening but I just know I’m not into a lot of the things I once was. I can’t really explain it I just feel like I’m in a different space mentally.
My vape died at 8pm on a Wd3nesday night and my local place would be open. Anyway, found a sport club that has a smoke shop about 5 minutes away from me. Got a vape and a Sattiva pre- rolled. I love find little nooks in crannies.
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I hate the clocks going backwards and forwards. When I was young, we didn’t even have clocks. If we got hungry, we ate each other. We were poor, but we were happy. Good times. Not that we had time. It hadn’t been invented. We had to make our own time out of string and cholera.











