same_old_lessons raze new letter to old me: you're not supposed to look like you. you never lost a friend without a plan. how can you not even turn for luck in the morning? it means too much to burn. just grab the most random ones — the clothes you'd sleep in — and bring them out into the world. today it doesn't matter what you're in love with. you'll find it here. 250324 what's it to you? who go blather from