XIV. Transient.
- aliya anand
- Jan 21, 2022
- 1 min read
Nothing lasts forever
I console my sobbing little martian
I throw in a “this too shall pass!” for good measure.
“Are you sure?” His eyes are brimming with tears, he seems so fragile right now
“Yes, I am sure, Taylor Swift wrote a whole song about it"
“Who?”
“That’s beside the point, don’t worry, it's all super transient”
“Even the good shit?” He asks
“Even the good shit.”





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