who else, honestly, who else?

I’m so tired. So tired of everything, the calendar on my wall, the thoughts in in my head. I’m so tired of these days, the monotonous nothings, the always unknowns, the yes’s and no’ and the maybe’s and most of all the nothings, especially the nothings. So tired of the sun, I’m tired of the …

Rarely have I seen the ones that move and waiver the uniform thoughts of conformity, who will not be patronised by others’ thoughts and ways. Rarely have I seen the ones who feels obligated to feel unique, who calibrate their friends based on their thoughts – I see plenty though of ones that define us …

I’m allowed to be fucked off, I’m allowed to be cold, angry, noresponsive and far away, I’m allowed to be alone, I’am allowed to want to be, I’m alllowed to be wrong, to decide what I think I want, I’m alowed to act strange and crazy and if it fucks with your mind – fine, …

stress! She knows. Dying right from the inner inside of begining, She knows me, she’s trying to find me – pushing through the night’s darknessm she’s moving through the brushes of my deepest forest towards me, my, mine, myself. stress. She’s comming. As the bare brushes brush her face, she pulls herself along, towards me, …

i ran away from you, before I knew, who you are? I ran from you, you you you you. I ran from you, because you came to me. I remember so nervously, thinking about you. Stay clear of me, baby – I’m not ready. I know you think, but this doesn’t worry me anymore – …

universally affected. by hiddeness, by cataclysmic goliaths that wisper the wind and defen my soul. by see-through, by things, by tendancies by thought. By emotion, a Colossal weathering rain of psychology. Affected by the idea of things that are, and things that were.

Sleep is uncomfortly dangling from the hooks attached to my eyelids, stretched I feel for resource. Alive and content but slow and medium to middle to fairly below.

how much did you care, standing there, staring at me, aimlessly. Can you tell me, maybe, where have you been lately? You didn’t ever care before – I am my eternal enemy, and when you turn around next time, remember it was just me! Its our fault its gone this far, I dont know where …

‘cmon think for yourself, i hate it when i see you like this, use your feelings to decide th truth. Don’t let them tel you what you want, how you are, what you feel. Equally, don’t be stupid and use their words and thoughts to describe who you are or what you feel. This is …