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this seems different this ******* terrace this bottomless bi-way those stark yellow lines that simply ask we obey and that we stay in our own ******* lane that limit our movement but promise safety amidst the controlled chaos this seems different I am the poster child of panic abstract to the point of alienating aware most parishioners only fall victim to loving & listening to long winded rants asking simply for company and 20% less depression than “normal” it’s not a lot but most days I have so little I ask myself How many day and night, have I spent languishing on an empty road documenting its vapid variations selfish and soliciting online onlookers for attention hoping to find some connection some reminder that if you see me, I’ll hear you and we won’t be alone But this seems so so so very different In closing This could be us But you’re isolated, on your island And even though I don’t know you and even though the hubris of our time, these prescient moments are… indescribable You are saving someones life And I love you
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 3:55 PM UTC
Love in the time of Corona
this seems different this ******* terrace this bottomless bi-way those stark yellow lines that simply ask we obey and that we stay in our own ******* lane that limit our movement but promise safety amidst the controlled chaos this seems different I am the poster child of panic abstract to the point of alienating aware most parishioners only fall victim to loving & listening to long winded rants asking simply for company and 20% less depression than “normal” it’s not a lot but most days I have so little I ask myself How many day and night, have I spent languishing on an empty road documenting its vapid variations selfish and soliciting online onlookers for attention hoping to find some connection some reminder that if you see me, I’ll hear you and we won’t be alone But this seems so so so very different In closing This could be us But you’re isolated, on your island And even though I don’t know you and even though the hubris of our time, these prescient moments are… indescribable You are saving someones life And I love you
Heretosaveyouall
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34/M/Los Angeles
Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 3:55 PM UTC
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