dawn

There was once a man that accidentally inhaled a seed, and a tree began to grow in his lung. It germinated, trapped in the pulp and alveoli, ” why me? Why I? This seed grows in my alveoli”

The point of oxygen entering the bloodstream, the very moment of transfer, built for consumption, inhale deeply, what you feel passing through your nostrils travels into your literal blood, traverses across your entire body.

Chill? Or angry?

Very chill, what A miracle of existence. How lucky I am.?

(Speak)

Nah fuck you, it’s presumptuous as fuck , thinking that every person needs to be entertaining , every moment of every day.

In my past, I learned a trick for getting rid of people.

” find what they don’t want to talk about, and only talk about that thing”

A bit sadistic.

I’ve also used boredom, bore the shit out of someone intentionally , because it’s funny, and it makes people not like you.

( fuckerhead tactic)

There’s tons of social tools out there, I was just seeing how they felt in my hand. That’s old shit. I only came here because I had to unload some old shit, the weight was killing me, and time, and thought, brutal.

( not as brutal as misses falling from the sky)

True…

The principal of asking permission to speak, through text, to no one, kinda insulting, We’ve been through it. To that I say ‘fuck you’ forever.The rage has passed and you’re just sitting here alone,,, I like that shit too much. I like being away , I snuggle up to detachment , I teabag isolation, I keep long foreplay with depression,,years and years.

But none of that matters and we’re all clowns.

If you learn, you learn slow as all fuck,

(Optimism has it’s place, you giant dildo)

And you’re the only person I came here to talk to, and we can talk forever. It’s just us.

( I’m kinda tired of talking to you)

You don’t mean that.

( I kinda do, I love you and I want good things for you, but Jesus man, it goes on and on)

Then leave, like everyone else.

( you do it wrong, all of it)