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my love is like the
budget for an indie film
it isn’t enough


i have this thing where whenever i think about doing push-ups i   feel like i need to do push-ups immediately and i don’t feel   better until i do push-ups

scrolling through facebook

feels like people walking into my apartment, one at a time,   telling me to read stuff, what they did on halloween, why   feminism is good, why feminism is bad, what’s wrong with   america, what’s good with themselves, or just standing there so   i can see their new haircut or whatever


there is just, like, so much…

         so many …

can you   believe
   the moon exists?