The only thing that matters is my identities. I have words to prove who I am. I feel so connected to you right now. I feel so connected. We have the same tentacles penetrating our minds and the same almost-autumn air in our lungs. We will gracefully race to the bottom.
I was basically in bed for 4 years and now I’m in grad school. Never trust a woman with a vague, undiagnosable neurological issue. School is the only thing. No matter how many times it never gets old. Cheers to 10 more years of this. Cheers to two dozen more years of this. We’re all allies in the eternal struggle for resources. We barter in love and everyone wins.
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