a diary of thought.
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eating peanuts like a circus elephant staying up 'till 4am and waking up at 3pm waking life extends into my dreams and vice versa because when your internal alarm is broken everything seems surreal you no longer are concerned with punctuation or verbalization because they both take too long to get the words out you want to let your brain seep into your keyboard pour out all of the thoughts that are taking up too much space you want to run out into the street and sing amazing grace in front of those shoddy tattoo shops that have hepatitis written in neon on their dirty windows you want to stop the train of thought curl up on it's tracks and go to sleep for a few days. |