Category : Diary/Journal

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Mind phased. I thought I reached that point I couldn't be fazed. A million miles an hour, brains about done these days. Thoughts for days, constantly thinking of ways, to get outta this craze. Stuck in a laze, can't even play my video games, all I can do is write these things. No idea what to call them, paragraphed anomalies, with metaphorical similarities, like, damn bro my hearts on my sleeve nah that's just blood stains, now I gotta choose from the other t's. Issues called freeze, ghost out for weeks, maybe even years, make like a leaf from the trees, and float away with the breeze.