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“Love looks like heaven but it hurts like hell.”

— O. Leary

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chocolate cosmos // coexistence

the idea for “coexistence” started randomly from fragmented pieces of writing, drafts and unreleased material that were pieced together in a span of two years. what gave life to this project are a lot of things that bug me for the last few years and the need to express them in a poetic way

the book will be self-published independently on may 8th on my digital store

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I feel so lost whenever you’re not here with me.

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I want to be touched softly. Both physically and mentally

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yeah physically i’m weak but emotionally i’m weaker

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fail that test. get drunk and throw up. have your heart broken. burn your toast. be late to class. break a glass. kiss someone awkwardly. look like shit. walk into a pole. eat a pint of ice cream. lose a friend. fail, make mistakes, because that means you’re fucking living.