some people are really amazing. and it's really weird that they could be so amazing. that you just like them like that. more than others. because you just do. because i don't know, for some reason, you just feel that way

i am only surrounded when i am alone.
for when i am alone i am surrounded.
i am surrounded with it all.
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waking from what we call a sleep into the day
a day of nothing
a depth of nothingness
you tell me things
they go through my ears like the wind that blows through the city
i hear people cry from the cold. complain complain complain
but let me feel the cold. let me feel it so harshly into my skin, goes through my bones.
wake me and remind me that there is something there that i am feeling in that moment
something more than the feel of the floor dragging along my feet.
the familiar emptiness of that floor that so many people tread upon, in line.
in a row. for i am not alone, but i really am.
walk in that row. follow. but you're wandering. don't follow
feel that cold again, embrace it and know that you are not in line with them.

i want to meet and shake hands with an alien.
get chased by a gang of blood sucking vampires running towards me whilst i drive the fastest i can with my bestest friends in the car.
get lost in a maze filled with fog and scary creatures that intend on eating my flesh.
:)

sex.