Fireflies
Remembering
Remembering several friends died during my youth. mostly they were violent deaths. the shock rippled vaguity, the memories rippled to qualms. my city is one of the poorest communities in america. as i grow old and wiser, fatter and even more ashamed, i have learned to have less friends. we attend trivia and play board games and video games quite a lot. i've misspoke a lot in life. though i'm not embarrassed, at all. so with extreme anxiety, i've never had social anxiety. i just wish i had spent more time hearing them and not listening
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