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i wish i could reach into it again everyone looks like they’re from hey arnold and i feel like the catdog how do people make things seem so sad its easy to make someone act foolishly when they are sad why do they not want me to know whats going on i barely do without them i barely know what the weather is once again a cameo from the northern sea i couldn’t come to visit it the wind was so strong that i couldn’t see so i left it to watch itself punishing these lands for their improbably annoying weather i feel safe in memory as the northern herring gulls, for some reason quiet and pensive, glide past my floor in the brothel of my mind
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Jan 26, 2025
Jan 26, 2025 at 5:51 PM UTC
catdog
i wish i could reach into it again everyone looks like they’re from hey arnold and i feel like the catdog how do people make things seem so sad its easy to make someone act foolishly when they are sad why do they not want me to know whats going on i barely do without them i barely know what the weather is once again a cameo from the northern sea i couldn’t come to visit it the wind was so strong that i couldn’t see so i left it to watch itself punishing these lands for their improbably annoying weather i feel safe in memory as the northern herring gulls, for some reason quiet and pensive, glide past my floor in the brothel of my mind
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Jan 26, 2025
Jan 26, 2025 at 5:51 PM UTC
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