listening to “dark is the night” on repeat the whole day. thinking of things i’ve already forgot about. these holes in the web of my memory were once people. what a long night it has been.
listening to “dark is the night” on repeat the whole day. thinking of things i’ve already forgot about. these holes in the web of my memory were once people. what a long night it has been.
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