paper off-day.


Today is not a day for exams or elevators. Today feels like a day for dresses. No matter how much of a boy I am, I would like to wear a good dress. Things don’t seem to hurt as much in a dress, not your ego, nor your beauty, your movements, or your words. It is not math. I do not have the figure. But maybe one day, I will, and maybe I will have the ego, and the beauty, the movement, and above all, the words.

5 stirred the coffee

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