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i never saw the tv glow i maybe saw it flicker a glimpse of color i’ve seen before, but i turn my eyes away. i choke it down i run out of the room because my father is drunk on the other side of that heavy old wood door and if i didn’t tell him it was acting up again, he’d make me regret it when he realized it was really broken. someone’s hired, to fix our problem, but it comes back time and time again, until eventually i learn to come to terms with knowing tv might not be for me, and i’m happy with the occasional glimpse for now.
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Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
for whom the tv glows
i never saw the tv glow i maybe saw it flicker a glimpse of color i’ve seen before, but i turn my eyes away. i choke it down i run out of the room because my father is drunk on the other side of that heavy old wood door and if i didn’t tell him it was acting up again, he’d make me regret it when he realized it was really broken. someone’s hired, to fix our problem, but it comes back time and time again, until eventually i learn to come to terms with knowing tv might not be for me, and i’m happy with the occasional glimpse for now.
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25/Florida
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
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