6.17.25: Untitled 1 #9
“You want me to be like you,” I said, in my voice, to the future me—where me could simply mean the person that I would be if I hadn’t vetoed various parts of myself for any number of reasons. That me, then, was everything that I could be, but cannot be, and, as such, […]
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