Now, when time stops you're suppose to be in love, bliss, happy, and fucking perfect. When time stops for me it seems to go the opposite route. Either I have to close my eyes and pretend I never existed to the world or just blatantly tune out and drop out. Time keeps going faster and faster as I just stare at people. Wish I was her, pretending he was mine, plotting your death, and my favorite self loathing with all combinations.
Ya see, I was just recently tricked. That tricky tricky heart took me for a ride. Best high I had in years. Hopefully I'll find something to fill the void and distract me until I find some type of downer. Now, when I've become the beast I love oh so much, I tend to focus my attention toward someone I love... I am sorry my dears.
When leaving home I'm not sure where the flight will start but I hope it has what I've been reaching for. So I won't feel too much of the emptiness since being in the walls of a placenta. Completely horrible human, rat, creature business.
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