I want to dream but my thoughts won’t let me. I want to dream and I don’t know if I can wait. I want to sleep and never wake.
I can’t find my pupils, they seem to be missing. When did streams start tearing down my cheeks? Sitting in a shower, a flask is right next to me, one more drink will let me sink into an everlasting dream. Random doodles on paper end up torn, I get frustrated with my overwhelming scorn.
Fucking perfect art posted on your walls. Fucking shitty art hidden in my drawers. I’m jealous of your stencils because mine aren’t good like yours. Express your emotions before this next world war.
If only bliss could exist without the slavery of freedom. If only I could forget about this.
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