i am in no mood. for this right now. LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, LIFE.
we're slaves to heat, we melt and moan as the temperature soars. but the cold we have some control over.
i love the cold.
it jolts me,
moves me,
forces me to breath.
and each breath is sharp as it trickles down my throat, nicking my windpipe, cutting my lungs.
finally settling into a static pool of ice next to my warm, hollow heart. the electricity is tangible in the air around me and it crackles and explodes in frozen fireworks as i walk through it, urging me to walk faster. i admire the upside down trees and their black-inked roots that leak towards the sky, forming cracks in the otherwise perfect blue.
i've been walking more and farther away.
and i'm losing the simple skills of basic communication. i can't remember when and how it's appropriate to respond to someone who's talking to me. and i don't want to stop laughing. and i don't want to talk to you.
i bought stockings.
and thread.
g'night.
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