the foxhole is a safe space,
when i like/lust someone,
but we don’t really know each other,
i do what any red blooded human does…
i didn’t mope around like i was going to this weekend.
i did stay in the crib,
but i actually felt motivated to do shit.
i don’t even think i felt sad for more than a couple hours.
because that always makes me happy,
but i also looked up ways to start getting back to whats important…
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