italicsdeliriumtremens

can anybody hear me?okay good, i used to be out of my mind all of the time, but it's not
like point versus counterpoint anymore. i am the one who has disappeared and i'll reap my rewards. i still remember when i stopped, fell through the television screen, we were both so fucking floored, it wasn't real any more. we felt separated, not as far apart as a universe could make. in the end, we gave back the definitions we thought we'd created, it turned out we were just pretending.

growing is the definition of feeling less and less and less important in a shrinking shirking world. my how we’ve grown.

philosophy locked in cold crystals. I live far far away from where I found so much out. I will post only because I am too drunk to care. frozen to myself, surely a thousand miles from any place, out of zeniths. fate, be cruel.