how far you see into others is how far you've looked into yourself.
#12 <rhythmic clutter>
Shimmering pulses shaking from side to side
I feel alive when I close my eyes
Whispering whistling I feel em all glistening, hissing little whispers miss my mind
What do I want to read about right now? What form of writing, through what medium will keep me engaged, satisfy my curiosity, and get me to the next level of myself?
Changing how I take shit from people because I take other shit for granted. I probably need to calm down ‘fore I turn evil. Lighting up became a bad habit.