i lay on the floor, with a heart full of wine
this is the air of my room today. mostly dust free, thankfully. i've been nothing. nothing productive, that is. if i could make money doing the things i love i most certainly would do it. unfortunately what i love could almost be a cliche. i am no competition for the more talented cliches out there. but i'm okay with that. this way it's my own personal escape. i don't have to share anything i love with anyone, if i don't want to.
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