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there is fogginess and yet i see every particle of air the pieces that make up that particle i focus to count it blurs over again i can hear the sound of so many things cars swashing by wind blowing leaves rustling but i can’t pick out the individual the sound melds all i can hear is grey i can feel my mind inside my head it is whole it is nothing
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 3:21 AM UTC
disassociation
there is fogginess and yet i see every particle of air the pieces that make up that particle i focus to count it blurs over again i can hear the sound of so many things cars swashing by wind blowing leaves rustling but i can’t pick out the individual the sound melds all i can hear is grey i can feel my mind inside my head it is whole it is nothing
#disassociation#depression
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25/Non-binary
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 3:21 AM UTC
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