Thursday, January 30, 2025

Honey, It Already Did

Repeat after me, you say under your breath, it is the illness speaking, it it the illness hanging over your eyelids, the things you tell yourself today isn't the way you'll feel forever.

You start drinking at noon. 

If you can't sweep the demons from your doorstep, bring them in and knock them out

instead.

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