Early in the morning. He woke me up with his vulgarities flying up to the air and having no sense of direction.
Nonsensical.
Eyes open. Staring up into the white space of my room ceiling. Emptiness. I felt so empty, and its the morning.
Settled some admin stuff. Whew. Its pretty done.
Can't believe, i'm having a feeling of wanderlust.
Your name that i carry, doesn't make you my ______.
If only....
Today is going to be a great day.
Abigail is procrastinating. (dont breathe down my neck when you read this)
Logging off.
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