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Don’t leave me, to think. You know I’ll throw my life away, maybe just mentally, never fully physically. Because I hate it,the solitude of my mind, the constant torture of the veins of my brain, the straining my heart endures. But even though I hate this way, the way my brain controls my emotions, I like the way it spawns new life. I like the way it makes me feel. I like the way it makes me fade. It soothes my brain, this loathing I posses. It makes me feel alive. And all though I hide from that feeling, it brews inside, shadowed by the circumference of my world, my chamber of thoughts, My Kingdom, which, by all means, is my life. I love you, as much as I love me, which, despite legend, isn't a lot. But at least now you know what my brain is like. So don’t question my sanity. I’m normal. Don’t question my sanity. I’m normal.
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
Psychology of Zac
Don’t leave me, to think. You know I’ll throw my life away, maybe just mentally, never fully physically. Because I hate it,the solitude of my mind, the constant torture of the veins of my brain, the straining my heart endures. But even though I hate this way, the way my brain controls my emotions, I like the way it spawns new life. I like the way it makes me feel. I like the way it makes me fade. It soothes my brain, this loathing I posses. It makes me feel alive. And all though I hide from that feeling, it brews inside, shadowed by the circumference of my world, my chamber of thoughts, My Kingdom, which, by all means, is my life. I love you, as much as I love me, which, despite legend, isn't a lot. But at least now you know what my brain is like. So don’t question my sanity. I’m normal. Don’t question my sanity. I’m normal.
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
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