making friends, still afraid of lettuce, wood in my dad's favorite mug. the one i'm holding hostage in my room.
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Marchelle: You night owl.
&I: That's me, though I am also a morning bird.
Marchelle: You're just a bird. Let's keep it basic.
I should be floating
but i'm weighted by thinking.
empty space. lonely
what would i want sky!
what would i want sky!