Yo, congrats on your first injection :)) May every one after be unremarkable and painless.

I have tried so many times to write about what insomnia feels like, and never get it right. You did it beautifully here. I sometimes wonder if my imagination is *too visual*, the exact opposite of yours: when I close my eyes, I automatically visualize all sorts of things. Sometimes I can't tell whether or not I'm dreaming. Bombarded with so many images all the time, it sometimes makes it difficult to write.

I am so so happy for you. Love you Michael

Testosterone is clear & I love you!

Happy birthday, Mishka.

happy birthday michael :balloon::cake::balloon: :]

happy michaelbirthday Q(^.^ (when i combine words like that i often think of you and "morningdark" or "Carrothope")

happy birthday michael!!! ^___^

happy birthday! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ”┌iii┐

happy belated birthday michael <3

Love you so much

Love you more

you're so strong <3 one day you won't need to be

Love you most ♡

Love you most + whipped cream + sprinkles + a cherry on top

Love you most + cadbury mini eggs + the chocolate cookie bread from 85° + a taro bun + a meluné float

You win ♡

I was wondering what the red dots where, but had an inkling of what, because I used to do the same thing on my physical calendar. Maybe, it is an universal experience.

I just saw the newest quote in MISC/box.html. What a beautiful line from the script. It orbits my brain every month. I love Townes Van Zandt and agree that he sounds better, on any mode of transport really. And your newest diary entry, the candle---beautiful.

"We can just be different. There’s nothing to uphold." This is resonating for me at the perfect time. And you're right, there isn't anything to uphold. We're literally changing all the time, down to our cells that grow and die constantly. It's so freeing to not be beholden

lovelovelove the dictionary page. can't wait to see it grow!

Thank you, Turd! My dictionary page is actually one of my favorite pages（*´▽｀*）Without overexplaining, it allows me to walk toward the outer bounds of conventional language & reminds me to keep my writing based in & around the self, whether in orbit or submerged.

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lovely photos part 2: saw your digi photos. the yoshitomo nara cafe (?) one really spoke to me. so happy to hear that you fulfilled a longtime dream ^_^

@turd, thank you so much (o´▽`o) I quite like that one as well. I ordered the wrong coffee because my Japanese is very poor & near nonexistent, and it was gross & good at the same time, which is to say that I enjoyed it. I wanted something iced, but it was a rainy day, so a hot drink wasn’t so bad after all. If/when I ever go back, I’d like to order the matcha which comes in a big matcha bowl!

The whole museum experience was really lovely. I was so happy to go that I started tearing up on the way over as I looked through the train window. Everything was so green & it began to rain hard enough that you could hear it in the train. It started again a little after I reached the museum. It was really special to me. I’d wanted to go for so long & it seemed so impossible. I can’t believe that I actually did it.

what a beautiful experience ;_; I love those kinds of moments that come about when you do something uncomfortable/scary. cherish these memories and feelings and remember how much courage you have ღ