hagakure

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i take a drag as i scroll down my lofter dash, my expression blank. you can barely make out the small text and the thumbnails of the images, but you notice the message at the top saying the page is being translated from chinese to english. after a few moments of scrolling and clicking, i take another drag and dig my cigarette in the ash tray. "yeah," i begin, "i know tumblr." i turn around in my chair to match your gaze. "but i'm done with that now. all i know is lofter now." as you feel betrayed, i light another cigarette