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bleed reality
of all it’s goodness leaving
us dreams of despair
(●´⌓`●)
Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
♩♪♩♬ ♬♩♪♩
hello cello with
your invisible “H” what
music you can make
escapism is
all well and good but it will
get you in the end
there is no escape
from the past but there is no
future there either
rough patches inflamed
by rigid dogma is just
a blister on life
ablution option
list: shower, bathe, or sponge bath.
All viable lest
we be Stinky. Good to the
last sniff. Never lost in crowds
A very special thank you to Writer Ravenclaw for Stinky inspiration