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One of my fish chases the other one at an angel because of his handicap brought on by the fish that he is chasing.
I wonder about many things, and often times I wonder about them when watching the dance of my drags from my cancer escape out of my lungs into the crisper air, announcing winter's slow crawl to my doorstep.
Always remembering turn of events.
Always pondering altered nights.
Always turning my head away in disgust at how I write.
The broken sentences--rotting gramar errors--
Tails of kites and what they must feel, soaring through the air and not by choice, but by force of whomever put them there.
^^Something I want to feel^^
I need to put water in my fish tank before it is too late.
I need to acquire new roommates.
I need to address the shittiness of other people because I am tired of it all building on my plate, cluttering the gourmet masterpiece.
Snowballing? But five days of nothing approaches.
When two of those are something.
Something that I don't know what to expect, don't want to expect..because I hate expectations.
And at the same time, the non-expectation scares me.
I just know that what is said and done to me is settling down deeper inside, and is actually staying there because I am making myself realize that it is actually there? That's not a fucking question, but at the same time it is because I am the master at doubting myself.
Just know that forgetfulness when it comes to tendencies is not existent so much anymore.
Just.
Come on courage..
Teach me to be shy.
I wonder about many things, and often times I wonder about them when watching the dance of my drags from my cancer escape out of my lungs into the crisper air, announcing winter's slow crawl to my doorstep.
Always remembering turn of events.
Always pondering altered nights.
Always turning my head away in disgust at how I write.
The broken sentences--rotting gramar errors--
Tails of kites and what they must feel, soaring through the air and not by choice, but by force of whomever put them there.
^^Something I want to feel^^
I need to put water in my fish tank before it is too late.
I need to acquire new roommates.
I need to address the shittiness of other people because I am tired of it all building on my plate, cluttering the gourmet masterpiece.
Snowballing? But five days of nothing approaches.
When two of those are something.
Something that I don't know what to expect, don't want to expect..because I hate expectations.
And at the same time, the non-expectation scares me.
I just know that what is said and done to me is settling down deeper inside, and is actually staying there because I am making myself realize that it is actually there? That's not a fucking question, but at the same time it is because I am the master at doubting myself.
Just know that forgetfulness when it comes to tendencies is not existent so much anymore.
Just.
Come on courage..
Teach me to be shy.