Tuesday, May 5, 2026


Sweetheart in the graveyard. I forgot what I was going to write. I had something in my head a minute ago. I get distracted easily. I think of easement. There are surely a lot of sweethearts in the graveyard, alongside babies who would be sweethearts. People live beside people in graveyards in their afterlife who never met in life. 

 

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