swarbles.
a mostly goodhearted twentynine year old lady who lives in a land where it's winter half the year. starlings nest in the soffit along the side of my house and mourning doves roost under the roof above of my door stoop. i fall in love all the time.
sometimes i sing.
sometimes i make things.
sometimes i sing.
sometimes i make things.
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sometimes i name animals i see at the park or on the street and then wonder how they are months later
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this has been a very long week.
also i really want to go see fiona apple on sunday, but i have no money and no gas and even if i had a ticket and gas money, i’m not sure i’d feel well enough to go.
this has been a very long year.
this has been a very long life.
goodnight.
