when will reality break and i'll have that voice in my head to tell me just to stop? aaaand when that voice comes will it be my own or some foregin voice i've never heard before.
i think i'd want a french accent peering down on me whispering my name along with other obscenities to get my life in order. but please define order.
it is stacking things 1 2 3 in perfect fit
or stacking things in 2 1 3 in stilla perfect fit but is it actually in order.
i thought about writing a disclaimer. but then i thought against it but then i figured i could at least say to fuck off if your lost,bored or confuseed by what my fingers are producing. yes my fingers because i can't see two feet away fom my face without seeing double.
i wish i could call her.
her voice is soothing to the loud clanking of my mind.. the buzzing.
my left hand is asleep but not too asleep to where i can't mve it but just asleep enough to where i have that slightly rough tingle starting from the tips of my fingggers, balling at my wrist and in one single line shooting up my forearm. if you have yet to experence this feeling i suggest that you have it. be cause it doesn't feel like my hand. it feels like someone elses.
it is trippin me out
but not enough to wrry about it.
