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i walk into the clinic like it’s a gas station off Route 66, neon buzzing, hearts tired. my body full of roadmaps & warning signs — but no one reads the signs, no one hears the engine knock. they call it stress, call it nerves, call it nothing, but I’ve been breaking down in slow motion since the Eisenhower years.
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Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 3:55 PM UTC
chronic illness
i walk into the clinic like it’s a gas station off Route 66, neon buzzing, hearts tired. my body full of roadmaps & warning signs — but no one reads the signs, no one hears the engine knock. they call it stress, call it nerves, call it nothing, but I’ve been breaking down in slow motion since the Eisenhower years.
boleyn
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Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 3:55 PM UTC
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