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Dark and moist.
Sounds like mold might be in their future.
I remember when I stopped worrying about death, because I had seen enough of the world.
That’s a short but touching poem.
Is that the bottom of a Tesla Truck or any other large vehicle?
POV you’re behind side-eyeing Chloe in the year of Our Lord two thousand and also thirteen A.D.
Ah yes, the endless abyss…The existential type of horror in your own mind.
The uncertainty, and the certainty mashing together. Intrusive thoughts at super speed.
Yeah sometime my ecoanxiety just go to roof for like 2-4 day, that s a super experience. (That s not)
