I really fucked it up this time didn't I, my dear?


I wrote that poem lying in bed on New Year’s Eve at 10 o’clock in 2011. I was alone and had been invited to one shitty party. My residence is near our city’s downtown, so I sat up and observed the excited passerbys.

And wrote.

And cried. 


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