it has left my soul completely dehydrated.

maybe the gift in having your face smushed into the
your biggest worries and your heaviest doubts
is that afterwards ~ those things dont hold much of a charge on you.

its like i dont even care anymore. but in a good way...

so im cleaning house... getting rid of some old tenants..
and welcoming back the juice...
you just cant lose your juice.

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current delights:

*listening to: morphine's "Buena" song.