I wonder what I was trying to tell myself.
I remember there were real wires though. Those were real wires. I could control them. That was when that woman was there. I think she made the other wires ring. Or maybe that was venom. I’m going to go to sleep and this time with duck tape on my ears s I can’t so I can’t hear the train passing overhead. I can still hear the vibrations though. I mean feel. Maybe I need to slow down a bit. Don’t go chasing waterfalls. Well I’m not chasing a waterfall more like uh… I don’t know. But it’s not a destructive path. But I think thinking too much makes my brain crazy. And then it needs more blood. Like a zombie.
Emo for life punk rock and bowl. 🧛🏿♀️💜
oh i understand. the wires. are the many sounds coming through the brain all the time because they're stuck on the wires and have no where to go. , its just repeating noise all the time. like the wires of my brain are cut so electricity is just sparking out, driving me mad.
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