That was a clinic.
Gray-beige blue poufs
Kindness rules
I miss the brick and the wood
I feel like I'd remember that
I'd forgotten what it is to practice. Feels good
The grass still stretches tall but the garage is so clear
If it weren't for all the childhood memories
That was nice of her
They're embarrassing themselves. They're trying their best
Fuck do my toes hurt
They're not actually crying
That's what you do for the people you love
Stack the gloves, tools clink into the basket
The blanket you used to lie on
Help me move this file cabinet
Maybe I'll eat some ice cream
The avocado boba is gonna be okay
In the woods the bugs swarm my eyes
I wear sunglasses at dusk and become superhuman
That's not how squirrels behave
Dried flowers so pretty
He trips water videos
They created trash to make fake trash to mimic real trash
The underwriter is perturbed. He's a big softie
I'm really exhausted of all of them
Do you wanna watch a Lego Masters?
Maybe we should go upstairs
The soft teal wires contour my back and thighs
They're [I can't even say it]
Dang homie
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