it's terrifying.
which?
everything.
the thought of everything... terrifies you?
yes... yes, it does.
...
you know that feeling when... when everyone is screaming, their endless shrieks filling the air like a common baby lullaby, and you don't mean to, yet you listen. you listen as their voices reach the inner workings of your soul... until... until at some point, you realize you were already deaf?
that's what i feel right now. everything is too much, and i'm afraid that if i carry on with this weight on my shoulders, the everything would feel... would feel too normal; the everything would be lightweight until i can no longer feel anything on my back.
and that terrifies me.
it terrifies me...
yet i'm afraid... i'm afraid i have no choice on the matter.
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restless
Historia Corta❝ thoughts in motion of a perfect storm is chaos in its most serene form. ❞ what are we when the darkness embraces the sun? what are we when the century-old starlight touches the surface of our broken glass windows? what are we when the only thing t...
