Here I am alone in a corner listening to a random song on some random station wondering if I am really here. I had come in and out of conciousness many times today and found myself in many relmes in many spectrums of universes unknown.
Am I home in my own? Is there anyone who can confirm my insanity or reality or my actual perception of time? What is it I was privy too. Why did this wave of conciousness pick me? Unroll my understanding of all that I had known, believed, understood...
Here I am alone in this corner listening to some random song on some random station and I know someones looking in...
Have you ever loved something so much it physically hurt? and I'm not talking about the pain of loss or some other sadistic tendency. What I'm talking about is when you actually see them and you feel so much love, so much wanting that in your every movement towards them your every word to them is physically pain ridden? That when you first see them after a little while your heart beats faster than it had while doing something strenuous? Or when you are getting closer to them you know they are about to call out your name or a greeting and your thoughts scream at you for a memory of it so your mind wont recoil in shock?
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Пишу
как хочу!!!
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