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#childhoodmemory
Make a scene when you are young and you are already good at making scenes. I have been making scenes since I was seven. My mother's Merit Ultra Light 100s on the deck, early spring sun going down, my sneakers and my fingers making sure. She was mad about the drive. I was mad about everything else. We did not discuss the difference. I picked tobacco from under my nails. She breathed through it. I was waiting for her to notice. She didn't. I intend to die making a scene. I intend to be lowered into the earth mid-sentence, comma still pending, everyone waiting, mouths slightly open, for the rest of it. There is no rest of it. That was the scene. I hope you were watching.
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Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 4:00 AM UTC
Before It Got Worse