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EmZim
i can’t find them i can’t find anything i’ve lost them all in piles of clothes or pens or paints. i just saw them why can’t i just ******* grab them. people say organization is important and to them it makes sense. i tell them that i know. i do. i know. but if my brain is a mess as it has been forever, will i lose myself if i organize it?
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
lost
full of knots that have tied themselves. ropes of lies and ideas crossing over one another. they tighten every breath and they become tangled. why must we try to untie these cords that fasten us down so we don’t float away? we obsess over detangling and untying while we refuse to see the tapestry our bodies have made.
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 11:02 AM UTC
Tied