i have nothing to say
i just want to talk
i want words and a hand
on a keyboard
click click click
excited and rushed
misspelling
doesn't matter
interaction is chaos and that's perfect
it's not
it doesn't have to be. it doesn't have to be perfect to be fulfilling.
i just want to talk.
but not about nothing. i want to talk the depths of a lake
and the heights of an eagle soaring in peace
i want to talk
exchange words
and i want that to be meaningful. i'm done with plastic conversations
prefabricated
templates
social correctness
i want to fucking talk to you
For Real.
i don't want to TRY have a nice conversation. i don't want to smile and talk damn weather.
i want to Just Fucking Talk. just let words flow. honest and genuine. without worrying. without framing it in proper clothing.
and not get distate in return.
is that even possible. (no).
but then
to have a real talk you need to have something to say.?
i guess. life's not perfect. we're all messes that make a mess.
self-contradictory.
or is it that i have billion things to say but worry that'll be too much? DAMN YOU, IMPERFECT REALITY OF OVERLY DEMANDING SOCIAL COURTESY AND SHIT!
i weź tu figure out the way to be.
welp. i guess the way to be is
figuring out the way to be.
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#13,15.4.24 (opublikowany 15.4.24)
sometimes a few words are missing, and then the piece feels complete. brain is funny.
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