The panic years voided outward in desperation. The righteous karma of watching solipsism collapse in on itself. Years of practice in ignoring ignorant flea-bites and buzzing noises. Quiet nights in contemplation of nothingness. Mistaking misanthropy and hermit's habits for enlightenment. Thirty-seven years of having never learned how to breathe well. New chapters in old philosophy books. Putting off things that no one else can force someone to do. Externalized validation isn't momentum.
5:02 p.m. - 2018-06-04
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