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Stream of Conciousness

by @victoria-truax

Anxiety. Conserve. Conservatory. Shakespeare. Man. Monk. Suck. I sucked. I'm better. Expulsion. Breathe. Friend. Not friend. Friend. Best friend. Awkward. I still have that. Dress. Tights. Queen. Mill. Birthday. Song. 500. Guitar. Tears. Nostalgia. Nostalgic. Dead. You're dead. You're dying. I'm dying. I'm dead. I'm not dead. 24. You're blonde. I'm not blonde. I'm old. I'm still old. I'm a child. I'm going to cry. Stop. I don't cry. No more crying. I'm allowed to cry here. That's why I cry here. I'm allowed. I can do what I want. I know what I want. I have no idea what I want. But I think that's what I want. I'm not doing what I want. But this is enough. It's not enough. I'll make it enough. Where am I? 24. Twenty. Four. Stop thinking.
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