trisha called me, from walled heights i came from cave of memory song nights. blaeberry critique. i am a wretched knave. long journey blues.
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i left standards at around seven am, get home by ten am. dont touch my butt. my brain is weird about it. i dont care if people m0l3st me. i like making people happy.
the comedic flow isnt high enough. i need the flow, the give and take, the yes/and.
vc with catherine for all afternoon.
last night i made a mistake, send my ex a song.
two dms. quoted in liner notes. and an inspiration. odd.
i figured out music tasks, fl studio experiments.
"trapped in a house with a monster and forced to play ffxiv to escape".
vc with someone new.
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