Now t mouse i scrwingup to. OD. TS is stupid.
Als why ts is oly going o beth obligatory shrt post today,because I d't hav my other lapop nd it's lte d so ca't use anyoe ele's.
I wil try d eiher get y oth laptopfor tomrow, or writeit at ui.
I hink it' geting wos.
'll leae you ith a poem:
when iwri ths it wll beillegib
lke the writing of sometng poeic ica't thin of rightnow,
b when ths probl, is disese s fixe
one agan he s wil shin and this biliant,
brillain macne will in wih it.
I feel like th wring could be the iane ramblis o an institutionale psychopth.
Eve I d't realy knowht its meat to say anyme.
But I eel ke there is so strage bauty in it. In th disjonted messy noteven-wordss tha aresprawling hemslves l ovr my age.
Also, touc typi isuseles in tis setting, becaue if i look at he screen, wanto correc all he mstaks. So almost ve t focuson nt looing, whi meas my tping bing iuitiv again.
All rig, all right I'm done nw.
hofullnorma bl pot wil be awaiti you omorrw evening!
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