If this story is true, Then all I knew must start anew. The past few weeks have been like a blur. My memory is vague from the lack of sleep and hyper fixated state I was maintaining. I'm surprised how well I functioned, although the productivity went purely to creativity. Most of the works were pretty awful, but some of them were extremely impressive even coming from my perspective. The most unbelivable part was the impact I was able to have despite being somewhat of an intangible existence. I may have put myself in a rather precarious situation if this all happens to be legitimate. Legally speaking, I did nothing wrong, I simply expressed what I thought into the void. For some reason, there seemed to be a lot of eyes for something that shouldn't. Isn't it rather funny? I'm watching people dig holes and making commentary and someone overhears it and blames me? What a bunch of idiots.
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a mistake a trick by fate i knew i should have left- instead i cried and wept lost the sanity i shouldve kept- things that only appear when i slept and now i just walk towards death here i silently wept not a story i was, but a curse i am not a dream i am, but an illusion i had a fool remains a fool believing a god doesnt exist others say he wouldnt be cruel the blood pouring from their wrist what it all felt like was lies and whims even when the moon left him along with all his limbs he continued to dance to the requiem hymn
Attraction
I cannot say if it changed their course— but mine? Mine has been set in motion, a sudden force, a momentum I never expected. The paths we walked, parallel for so long, are now entwined, and my journey— accelerated in a direction I could not anticipate, pushing me beyond what I thought possible. Will their trajectory shift, too? I can’t know. But I do know this: nothing will be the same. Not for me. Not anymore.