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Head full, racing thoughts, faster than light. Too loud, too full, too much. Then drifting away—far gone. No thoughts, just silence. Nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Snap back. Waves crash on—everything at once. The cycle continues, again and again and again... Over and over and over... No end in sight.
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Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 4:58 AM UTC
The cycle
Head full, racing thoughts, faster than light. Too loud, too full, too much. Then drifting away—far gone. No thoughts, just silence. Nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Snap back. Waves crash on—everything at once. The cycle continues, again and again and again... Over and over and over... No end in sight.
#dissociation#cycle#sensations
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Skyeace
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 4:58 AM UTC
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