also today, i took three bags of garbage down the stairs. a box, newspapers. the past. with mesh shorts that say 'i don/t give a fuck that they/re five times too big for me', my bright blue cake shirt, i walked down those white white stairs. i could see the ends of my hair and the pink strings of my swimsuit and the wind shook me up, blw my hair everywhere around me. i felt de�fin�i�tive�ly punk. rock, whatever that means/

both things meant nothing [something everything].


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