Living - girlwithoneearring

I’m walking round museum island trying to find the road that leads to the ubahn. It’s an expansive street with ubran graffiti and many

X: You know how people who are bi or homosexual or whatever say that they just love people for themselves. I think I’m experiencing

The “I” sits on the couch contemplating its existence. Matter encounters matter. What is the matter, with Matter? We hear that we are separate.

It’s that time of year again. Traffic has increased, the lines to the supermarket have tripled, your grandma has started calling to make sure

A year ago, I suffered from a post-viral infection that hit my nervous system and brain, severely impacting my physical and mental state. I

As I look to the oceans out there to offer me structure I wonder if a job is really just, justified boredom an authenticated

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