it’s not much

I’m thinking of things. I don’t know what exactly, meaningful things, things with real people on the line. There’s a reality where no one is real. That is interesting. Being 100 alone. So that’s that. And then there’s the “real” world where there’s like empathy or other people exist and have souls or fuck it whatever.

So pick and choose pick and choose.

But sometimes you can’t! Say some of us can’t. Yigh. It is.

But what then.

Why does it end so fast no no I had more to say!

Argh.

Fuck.

My quota.

-_-

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