— imstillwritinglikethis —

Three posts

Three posts

Three posts

The father, spirit, and son

The whole

Reasons we begun

Stare straight at the sun

Squash the bad


Feel the gud

Be complete

I’m done

 

Nursery rhyme time

Is there shame in my pretentious

Cursory blinds

Signs

Pointing directions to either dead ends or fresh fresh breaths

 




I tell people about you

I have a friend who loves mondays

When they start to moan the sounds of sirens and goblins

Because sometimes getting up and going to work is hard

The hardness has a soft time killing you

But i refuse to die while im still alive

so i fight this death and say

i have a friend who loves mondays

blank slate

fresh start

fresh air

fresh air

they start to smile and realize today is a day that will pass even if it’s a hard one

they start to smile and realize today is a day that will past therefore it must be lived

fully alive

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