this is really only all we have _ daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light _ coldest eyes, and the softest touch _ (bury all of me before i have a chance to open my eyes and see you laughing) _ these typed letters _ (is this all we have? or is this all just twilight beyond the skyline blinding me?) _ fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough and maybe things will turn out fine _ hide behind your crystal screen and blow kisses at me _ just remember, what we said wouldn't happen... _ write your name on my chest in kerosene, spark a match and you won't be cold again _ this is really only all we have _ daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light _ coldest eyes _ you had the coldest eyes and the softest touch _ gag and destroy me _ sorry i didn't hear you, i was busy dying in the corner _ (i have a collection of thunder that i stole from your windowsill) _ those three words destroyed every inch of me and yet you keep speaking _ (stole right from your windowsill)
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The manic depressive's anti-social rainy day activity book

Since October 11, 2025

Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change,
the courage to change the things i can,
and the wisdom to know when to give up and end it all.

Last updated 10/16/25: about page made (work in progress).
please read: My website, 44caliber.net, was removed by neocities on August 27, 2025. I have contacted them multiple times since then and have recieved no response as of writing. It's partially archived at 44caliber.nekoweb.org but I hope to move the archive over to neocities

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I leave you with one last message: always choose love...