this whole shit has done something strange to my head. the train of thoughts is making my brain totally useless when it comes to reasoning or at least having the noises quieted, the glare is blinding and I can't set me free from just one thought, one picture, one feeling.
and then suddenly comes a dream, all night long, the most sensual and incredible stuff ever, more than I would be able to create in a daydream.
the hunger afterwards is growing and swelling, making me feel alive in spite of the circumstances that got fucked up all the way. making me want to hunt. to break through.
I know the chances are slim, but. Dear life, please, don't screw up again.
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