(no subject)
am i gonna be celine 20 years from now ?
[to deeply discuss the clumsy and inept beligerantness of the visceral yet unwordly expressions
in the [lack] of meaningless and uncoherent decisions that tides of my day-to-day pool off gravitational ambiguities
until when?
look
see
my geniously soft-bricked wall of flowers
[scentless]
- guarded by the ridiculous and pittifully tempted distractions that dot the critical point catalists of such omnipotentless i that i could never believe nor hope to posses.
how does it feel? - the sweet and unconciously conforting taste of an antivirusly capsuled yes to my soul-seeking lies.
dont move
but until where in me?]
im scared
[to deeply discuss the clumsy and inept beligerantness of the visceral yet unwordly expressions
in the [lack] of meaningless and uncoherent decisions that tides of my day-to-day pool off gravitational ambiguities
until when?
look
see
my geniously soft-bricked wall of flowers
[scentless]
- guarded by the ridiculous and pittifully tempted distractions that dot the critical point catalists of such omnipotentless i that i could never believe nor hope to posses.
how does it feel? - the sweet and unconciously conforting taste of an antivirusly capsuled yes to my soul-seeking lies.
dont move
but until where in me?]
im scared