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The times I’ve most wished to forget are the times that have changed me most. Thought after thought, needle skipping. Sitting in it with my wine in an octopus mug. Always drink your wine from a novelty mug. Especially when wiped, Lost, alone, and sitting in it. The mug, both yours and here, reminds you you can make the smallest of decisions all from your couch on your own. Octopuses have suckers. This one, a porcelain handle. Either's handy to hold on to. What strength to admire? All from your own mug.
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Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 5:39 PM UTC
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The times I’ve most wished to forget are the times that have changed me most. Thought after thought, needle skipping. Sitting in it with my wine in an octopus mug. Always drink your wine from a novelty mug. Especially when wiped, Lost, alone, and sitting in it. The mug, both yours and here, reminds you you can make the smallest of decisions all from your couch on your own. Octopuses have suckers. This one, a porcelain handle. Either's handy to hold on to. What strength to admire? All from your own mug.
Wrote this while down-in-the-dumps post-breakup, wondering why I found joy drinking wine from my porcelain, hand-painted, octopus mug. Simply glad something was bringing me joy in general.
STFU_Helen
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Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 5:39 PM UTC
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