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@ELECTRAEDHEART
ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ you may not recognize me at first , ᅠᅠᅠᅠbut i 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 you , it's still 𝑴𝑬 .ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ @GimmickBots
and to tear apart the ties that bind , perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind
don't let numbers tell you what to do . you are blood and earth , not theory and chalk .
the past is gone , and cannot harm you anymore . and while the future is fast coming for you , it always flinches first and settles in as the gentle present .
anger is better . there is a sense of being in anger ; a reality and presence , an awareness of worth .
is this , finally , my life ? do i hold it with both hands ? do i try to live ?
i want something else to get me through this semi—charmed kinda life
to love someone is firstly to confess ; i'm prepared to be devastated by you
and to tear apart the ties that bind , perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind
joyfully you become incomprehensible — two strangers together . you begin to adore a god nobody else bows down to
my heart ached with a pain i could not describe . i felt not sadness ; i felt pity . for myself . for all of us . we were children no longer , and we never would be again .
angry , and half in love with you , and tremendously sorry , i turned away .