Music/title: 1000 Doors; The Living Tombstone
“I’m losing the sense of where I am.”
. .. .
Exhaustion doesn’t even begin to cover it.
I miss this.
I miss the therapeutic nature of it all. I want to peel back the layers I have pasted onto myself; to escape the norm. This is what we aim for, right? The materialism. The cookie cutters, and decisive actions.
I can feel how close we are.
…Why can’t we grasp it?
Music/title: Below; From Indian Lakes
“I am like them,
reaching for anything else.”
. ….. ..
Such a feeble, simple minded piece of human garbage- I truly loathe every fiber of you.
The same could be said for most, I s’pose….
But really- Is it so goddamn hard?!
You truly do create quite the unique hell…
And I can’t wait for the day it finally burns you up for good.
Music/title: Fidget; Miracles of Modern Science
“Concentrate on your breathing..”
. .. ….
[ But something always manages to drag me back.. ]
The trick, my love..
Is knowing you’re never really meant to stay there to begin with.
/ / /
“It’s an ordinary feeling…”