Cracks

amethyste

Listen to this head as it cracks in the weight of my thoughts ants are passing all over and I am but a corpse running around dragging a body today

did I have a bad day or am I just being neurotic or is it both.

  • Author: amethyste (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 31st, 2025 15:24
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  • sorenbarrett

    I think that my thoughts fell through the cracks and were gathered up and put in the pocket of a corpse to be saved for a good day. Fun read



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