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seventeen august
three : forty-seven p.m.
i am doing what feels right. no one has ever mentioned how hard it is to fall out of and into love simultaneously.
i am trying to picture my home. my home alone. i'd like to have a tambourine. my old typewriter on a tiny stand. an old rocking chair. sunlight.