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exist. vigorously and without shame. exist on your morning commute, exist when you eat terrible hamburgers so that the taste of stale meat dances across your tongue. exist when you feel like smashing your coworker’s ***** in. exist in your bed at night as the flies and the bugs and the misdemeanours and the heartbreaks and the rage grind at your teeth. exist with your lover and in the kindness you are yet to show. exist in a quiet memory of home, of scrapped knees and softer summers. exist in every broken fingernail and every cool breeze that crosses your path. seek it. relish it. make it your own. it’s the only choice there really is.
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Sep 17, 2023
Sep 17, 2023 at 11:10 PM UTC
a rush of blood to the head
exist. vigorously and without shame. exist on your morning commute, exist when you eat terrible hamburgers so that the taste of stale meat dances across your tongue. exist when you feel like smashing your coworker’s ***** in. exist in your bed at night as the flies and the bugs and the misdemeanours and the heartbreaks and the rage grind at your teeth. exist with your lover and in the kindness you are yet to show. exist in a quiet memory of home, of scrapped knees and softer summers. exist in every broken fingernail and every cool breeze that crosses your path. seek it. relish it. make it your own. it’s the only choice there really is.
sjohn
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Sep 17, 2023
Sep 17, 2023 at 11:10 PM UTC
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