It may as well get overboard that I would rather just give up my mental perception to get over a topic - a plethora of drivel topics, actually - so I can finally sound asleep and pretend I am very innocent and oblivious regarding a very stupid topic I just thought, in the first place. Then they would all go away. All at once. Wondering, even in dreams, maybe I just thought of this again - when would my silly hallucinations (if that's what they probably call it) stop? I would go through all the pain, no kidding, just to find an elixir of somewhat to cure all my mental disorders. And emotional ones, too.
I'm thinking when I post something like this, all I have in my hypothalamus, if I can still recall it, will withdraw and I will pile another set of them. But no, maybe I was wrong. They keep coming, I'm collecting them actually - not that I have the will to throw them all away - yet nothing goes away. And suddenly they will attack me like they think I'm numb.
Only, they think wrong. I'm not as numb and as hard as they assume. I'm like anyone else, like my own cells in fact. When so much water enters a cell, it cannot hold the pressure anymore. It will explode, eventually. If only I'm a plant... and epidermis. Which has cutin.
And yes, I think everyone's a victim. My apologies for all the people I love/d. I mean the slash, by the way. Or maybe I don't. Maybe I still do.
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