but when psychosis seeps into you, it doesn't matter what you usually fear. at least for me. because you're not thinking as you have been conditioned or brainwashed or programmed or learned to think. you might tell yourself now that if you ever got into a manic-like-state you might be able to tell yourself that it'll pass and you just have to endure it. but really, when you're living in that manic-like-state, you've lost everything you ever learned or believed in or known, and you're something else entirely. this is the dangers of breaking. this is why it terrifies me personally. you lose yourself in it. that's why i call it a state of psychosis, because you're not in touch with reality or yourself anymore. you can't think reasonably in that state... you can't see realistically that it'll pass if you just ride it out.
is that a picture of your face? you're beautiful. i love you. i love you, will you have my babies? i haven't forgotten about you... though i never actually see you in the chats. you lived in a house full of people... fucked up people. right? i think that was you. i remember the old livejournal with the picture of your feet, or someones feet... pink or red stockings and cute heels.
maybe you've seen me in the chats. my name is everyday_amy now.
but when psychosis seeps into you, it doesn't matter what you usually fear. at least for me. because you're not thinking as you have been conditioned or brainwashed or programmed or learned to think. you might tell yourself now that if you ever got into a manic-like-state you might be able to tell yourself that it'll pass and you just have to endure it. but really, when you're living in that manic-like-state, you've lost everything you ever learned or believed in or known, and you're something else entirely. this is the dangers of breaking. this is why it terrifies me personally. you lose yourself in it. that's why i call it a state of psychosis, because you're not in touch with reality or yourself anymore. you can't think reasonably in that state... you can't see realistically that it'll pass if you just ride it out.
is that a picture of your face? you're beautiful. i love you. i love you, will you have my babies? i haven't forgotten about you... though i never actually see you in the chats. you lived in a house full of people... fucked up people. right? i think that was you. i remember the old livejournal with the picture of your feet, or someones feet... pink or red stockings and cute heels.
maybe you've seen me in the chats. my name is everyday_amy now.
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