that moment when I've been hiking on the mountain for so long that
when I finally pause, the sky and everything in my vision shrink into
an almost tangible vortex
(someone told me that this is just some perception glitch)
I pretend nothing is happening because
I've been told it isn't.

it freaks people out
when I mention it -
only comparable
to staring at a white, textured ceiling
during the peak of
an acid trip.

some memories are so beautiful that they make me cry.
others are just sad.

sometimes I am completely alone with my thoughts.

sometimes I am completely alone.
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it's official, vintage x metal is the saving grace of this board and/or the antichrist

e-married to
& alaskan_ninja