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Jul 2023
2020
i’ve never felt more alive and grounded and sure and proud to be who i am. ivory skin, sticky socks on hardwood floor, duets between the mirror and me, squished eyes, staying put on carpet, laughing and yawning and exhaling and inhaling. the curtains kept myself to myself and i smiled like the world would never come to an unexpected close. all the panic ensuing beyond my wooden fence. safe and free and i was able to be seen in my own reality not tainted by the smoky film that used to collect the corners of my mouth into a scowl. light peeking from the window sill. and i could breathe, breathe, breathe. i really could. the endless days, the ***** pijamas, smells of soap, granola bars, patience, inheriting the personalities of the people on tv.


2023
i know you hate me but i love you too.
i love you. i know you don’t realize it most of the time, but i truly do. happybirthday.

7/25/23
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
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