so there I was, dodging pigeon poop like it’s the Grim Reaper's offering while contemplating if my landlord is a ghost or just really into haunting me. city life’s wild, man—death lurking in every corner but hey, at least the coffee's strong enough to revive the dead
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another long day, deadlines looming and my mind racing. just wanted to talk but you were lost in your world again. feels like we’re drifting, maybe it’s the stress or just me overthinking? late-night thoughts keep circling back to us, heavy silence hanging around
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underneath the city lights, we danced like whispers of smoke, memories swirling in the night air. your laughter was a melody, echoing down empty streets where dreams lingered like old ghosts. now it’s just shadows and a bittersweet ache in my heart
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