Words are meaningless letters thrown together… pick a word, any word, and say that word twenty or more times…now it is meaningless…there is no such thing as a weighty word…except for three…”I found you…”…scariest damn words I’ve ever heard… Imagine: midnight, the woods, a sick feeling you can’t shake…and that thing…your worst fear, hiding around the corner, watching you, waiting for you to slip up, so it can take its turn nawing on or consuming whole your body, the shittiest piece of this earthen vessel…pain…not the enjoyable kind…you’re so scared you can’t open your eyes, and yet something inside tells you to…you want to run, but you want to stand still and take it… maybe fight back, or colapse on the ground…and then you hear the one thing you really don’t want to hear right now…”I…”…oh god… here it comes…”found…”…if there is a god in heaven, i would willingly give up what little life i have left…”you…”…shit…oh shit…no no no no no no no……………………….
Blessed~Disease