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i mourn us in the form of changing my beddings weekly, reading the books i have long abandoned, trimming my hair once a month, chewing food that tastes bland, fixing other people’s lives as a job while i shamelessly write my silent prayers in a notebook where i have loudly professed in the past how i loathed god... “oh please, keep him alive!” so i keep repeating things to make life feel more familiar even in the absence of you.
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 5:25 PM UTC
stage one: denial
i mourn us in the form of changing my beddings weekly, reading the books i have long abandoned, trimming my hair once a month, chewing food that tastes bland, fixing other people’s lives as a job while i shamelessly write my silent prayers in a notebook where i have loudly professed in the past how i loathed god... “oh please, keep him alive!” so i keep repeating things to make life feel more familiar even in the absence of you.
Written for the weight of the grief I carry.
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23/F/Pangasinan
Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 5:25 PM UTC
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