Virtual love
Reireirei
Cowboy Bebop
Do they feel?
Cryo
Pour
Coldrolled
sataturn
An ode to you
the eyes they see
electrons are conscious
I have this habit of mine, to look at my left hand and wave a message to the future, to remind myself of the current moment and all the past moments where I'd sent messages to future, to appreciate the moment I am in and the messages I'd sent, and to ask for forgiveness, for the promises I couldn't hold. A hopeful cycle of promises, messages, and continuity. The me who came up with this little habit is long dead, but I persist; in part, because of him.
Lost to entropy
blueheaven
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