maybe next christmas i'll be more than just a ghost on the wall. i gifted myself a lighter, but it doesn't have any fire in it, so it's practically useless for anything other than fidgeting. "mostly okay with it." i dont smoke, i just like to set things on fire. maybe next christmas ill really shine. i made my shoulder all red and tender just thinking about it. december is absolutely brutal. i gave myself half an hour to cry about it and not a second more. too busy to cry, too numb to die. just cold enough to be a ghost.
mikey, 07/12/25
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