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Facebook journal — 2025-07-29

King Of Nothing - Perpetually: 2025.07.29.13.20

You’re all for the birds. — I’d give the mind, just to have a heart to wrap around, so I can find my way around. All the hills to die on abndoned me to a wall, a wall to break, or break myself against. I broke my arms off against the wall. Then I made clubs of them. Struck the wall, and in it I found a mirror. I held the mirror up, so you could see the hills, but, you were already holding a mirror, and I just wanted to leave an idea on the page, who the fuck cares?

My shoulder hurts, I really should be writing protocols from my labtop. In another world, I didn’t break, maybe in that world I’m with her, and that’s enough for me.

In this one, I am this.

🤷🏻 Ih!

End of 🧵

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