What do i write about?
Should i write about how the temptation to write corners me and leaves?
Or about endless patchy dreams?
Or about the french songs and how i suck at pronouncing the words?
Or about my dead aunt who talks in my head?
Or about the Rosehead?
Or about the hate for maths?
Or about cigarettes and sugar?
Or about him?
Or about the falling off the sortedness?
Or about the mechanical writing work?
Or about random sexting?
Or about the food experiments?
Or about the artefact on women and the country?
Or about everything or nothing.



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