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2015-08-12 - 7:25 p.m.

late august.

in the middle of the night, i am still awake because it takes a long time to memorize the hollow pace of your breathing. my heart is elsewhere, everything is beautiful but nothing is right.

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"Have you ever owned anything? This is why you cannot forgive any of your former lovers." it must be true, because i read it in a listicle.

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let things proceed unchecked, and before long, the only place that feels like home is running away.

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reading: haints stay, by colin winnette.
listening to: lana del rey - high by the beach.
working on: making dinner.
in the garden: putting in the fall greens.

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