I had this glass case
when we broke up

It was empty and opaque
and too close to home

I said to myself
I'll make paper cranes

I whispered to them
What I ached to say

I sighed my words
And kissed them away

And each paper crane
Is a thought about you

One day they'll fly away,
I say, but they don't move

Stuck in the glass
Are the colourless cranes

Stuck in the glass
Are the purposeless sighs

The bigger the grid the bigger the hoe imo
So large for me (I like looking like a salami)

Me writing on the channel:
"Dear diary"

Asking for a friend what does atypical bipolar syndrome means

I know my friend can Google it but she gets anxiety if she has to Google medical stuff

Lol, lmao even

This is the face of Elon Musk to me

Wholesome pirate in real life 🥺

I'm feeling my feelings now bye

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