"Toska. I still don't really know what it is but I
don't think anybody is supposed to." - Mina Mangano
I can honestly say that I have never been happier to see September
go. Ever. So, it is with zero animosity that I say:
“Fuck you, September. Fuck you.”
melancholic metanoia.
“Happiness abounds!”
toska.
“It’s going to work out, though. Right? I mean, doesn’t it
always?”
a one-carton-week.
“Where are you
right now?” “.”
asphalt.
“Don’t be stupid.”
still here,
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