Monday, December 27

I dreamt I was 31 years old and no one would get married to me. What a tragedy.

Thursday, December 16

the only thing that hurts more is the parsley you 've left behind in the fridge when you've left

Wednesday, December 15

It is such a relief after so long not to feel the microcosm moving inside me, the microcreatures ravishing inside my urethra, thriving, having a long lasting masked ball. Such a relief to have conquered them, to have achieved the thing, the one and only, the never.

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