A lullaby for the ribcage
The tragedy is not that I am alone. The tragedy is that I am enough.
Hey — it’s Jae Cua.
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I read, write, and come up with some nonsense things especially when I'm hungry at night. I think by doing this kind of thing will save some of my thoughts or else I'll forget it like I have never thought of it. It's not all about bullshit or nonsense things. In fact, I can come up with amazing ideas that go to waste because I either forgot it or can't remember it. Constantly making your brain rack just to remember what is it again - how funny ridiculous it can be, but having a bad short-term memory sucks...
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“i would have rather you hated me. hatred is a feeling. what you gave me was nothing. and nothing is so much heavier to carry.”