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it's the moments like these, nearly three in the morning, in which the wildest thoughts seem to manifest. feeding into these moments that don't give quality works of fluff, angst, or smut, help manage wild thoughts like these. I don't want to feel sad, I don't want to feel happy, I don't want to feel passion or love. I just want to feel something. a rush. a moment to feel like I don't have to be anywhere. a moment to lose myself in something that isn't real, but feels real.
TW : // realistic scenarios call for potential abuse, death of any type, and generally discomforting situations. it's creepypasta. these are just thoughts I enjoy to get out during particularly bad days and nights, but i'm okay and I hope everyone here is too. this isn't proofread, as they're random blurbs, and I tend to write lowercase as well. please enjoy.