good morning 3 o’clock

the hour the lines between dimensions are the most blurred, like a finger pressing into pencil marks and smearing them…oh hour of the wolf it’s you again…of course i would wake up at 3am all week when i’m supposed to be at this joke of a job so freakin early
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