This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 18.4.2018 at 17:21
I told myself that when i walk the flights of stairs at work that it'll be easier if i skip the steps. The lies I tell myself. I think my heart jumped out of my chest at the fourth flight and my lungs at the fifth. Now that its over all I have left are these noodles I call legs
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