ericbecauset is no meaning in wanting to feel nothing for an extremely long portion of a short amount of time
ericin partiality, like a stuttering there is me, it is distantly humorous, abstracted by several layers confounding mostly it must be close to something to a stumble of an attempt one is made, it is earnest it is not meaning anything because there is no meaning in not wanting to feel anything for a little bit of a long time
ericoften speaking of things only known to me without finding someone I can pay feels like pre-emptive misunderstanding, feeling not fully known yet not fully unknown, inside of a shapeshifting thing that hides different parts of a wreckage. there is the fact that it doesn't shapeshift but instead simply rotates on an axis inaccessible, it is crushing, it is crushing me, it is larger than the sky, it is there no matter where I look, where I don't look
jbsmooth and settle
ericI want I feel I want to ask for what I want to feel
ericgoing back to find the things that disappeared when they were making their way to you