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something bout falling through the floorboards got me feeling a different way tonight as if this hasn't always been my life as if this struggle hasn't always been a fight something about creeping towards the basement got me chanting my last hurrah i don't know if it's the fleeting sense of freedom or not cooperating with the law i'm flying free, i'm flying high i am flying up towards the sky the imbalance, the flip, the thrill of it all has made me feel like this is my last fall and announcing my last call: "i never existed at all!!"
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Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 11:00 PM UTC
my last hurrah
something bout falling through the floorboards got me feeling a different way tonight as if this hasn't always been my life as if this struggle hasn't always been a fight something about creeping towards the basement got me chanting my last hurrah i don't know if it's the fleeting sense of freedom or not cooperating with the law i'm flying free, i'm flying high i am flying up towards the sky the imbalance, the flip, the thrill of it all has made me feel like this is my last fall and announcing my last call: "i never existed at all!!"
dissasociation at its finest
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venus
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 11:00 PM UTC
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