An Introspective Notion On Normality
Ladies and Gentlemen, something has landed:
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. And if I consider it a lot - it means way out of my normal thinking cap, like huuuuge amounts of thoughts passing through my already overwrought brain. Anyway, and this is not even a new thought, but one I didn’t want to think about that much because there wasn’t ( Read more... )
I don’t have the same time as everyone else seem to have. I mean, I am aware of the paradox of time being invented by man and not really exists in the way we live by it. But how can all those other people fit it into their lives? I have constantly; without exceptions, either too much time or not enough. I don’t think that I have been anywhere in a place right on time. It’s hilarious, because it’s so fucking impossible that other people can and i cannot. Is there a secret that I’ve missed out on from birth? It is as if I had my own time, ticking slightly out of synch from the rest of the world. For me; a moment is an eternity and eternity a moment. Actually, it’s not Me having a trouble with my time, but people around me of course. But I suffer with them on my behalf.THIS. This whole part. You stole that from my brain, right? ;P ( ... )
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*imagines you in white gown and silver circlet and blushes for being overly romantic*
Omg. This never really happened to me! *sits and squee´s very non-quietly in my little hippie-den in faraway-Sweden and loves you already immensely and jikfafugiuiofgtuoiwu64wsfrd89501§6 ijdjdjjdjdjdöFD*
I´m immensely delighted in finding a person who´s not finding THIS.. meaning - the abomination with time - uh.. disturbing (because as you probably know; everyone is ridiculously on TIME ALL THE TIME!!!! Gah.)
I totally consider us sharing the same brain somehow, though you write the omg!GUH!porn and I kind of fall in love with you and your porny sides. I swear; it never happened like this before - I just want you to know that.. omg please don´t hate me but I think I totally flirt with you =D *nods*
Ok, just have my babies.
*THUD*
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Poetry is like breathing to you, isn't it?... <333
imagines you in white gown and silver circlet and blushes for being overly romantic
*blushes with you*
everyone is ridiculously on TIME ALL THE TIME!!!! Gah.
I know. The crazies.:P
omg please don´t hate me but I think I totally flirt with you =D
*bites lip and blushes some more*
Hate you? What are you talking about?... *headshake* Go right ahead, dear. I don't get much flirting these days.;)
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If that sentence is not poetry in itself, I don´t know what it is.. *faints*
*adds some more flirting with fluttery eyelashes*
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