Your Social Circle
It's weird what brings people together,
like a shitty job at a discount store
or love of a smelly green plant
or art or one university class that is honestly worthless
but you made friends, right?
I guess sometimes the world feels like it's falling apart when
the following rain brings in the most beautiful flowers.
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