12,424 Days Alive
I hate days where I wake up and am disappointed to be alive.
I ate.
I’m still here.
That’s all I’ve got.
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Published by Theodora Vanyar
Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.
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