I sit on this earth everyday waiting to go insane…perhaps I’m already there.

Spiritual Defense Mechanism

I hate looking people in the eyes…..such an intimate gesture…. So awkward. I tend to look at someone’s forehead when talking to them…..or the sky. I read a person by their actions….their eyes always throw me off. It’s harder to read someone by just their eyes….unless you and the person are at least somewhat spiritually connected. We often mask our souls with our emotions through facial expressions….it’s like some sort of spiritual defense mechanism.



There is always something in life to discover…the journey is never over. Our physical forms are disposable…our souls are relentless

The sun has come to save me, put a little love into my lonely soul.

Abyss

You ever just wake up and find yourself buried deep within a dark abyss? And I don’t mean it just being dark with the lights off….I mean like mentally. It’s like you’re buried deep under a dark abyss of your own thoughts. You’re trapped…you have nowhere to run. That feeling you get when you realize that you’re walking around and “living” trying to mask the monster that lives deep within you. Too afraid of being kicked out….of not being accepted for your true nature. We have to let the monster out once in a while. Those feelings of being trapped stems from repression….repressed souls are the most deadliest.



I have major hair anxiety…smh

Fuck I’m horny.

Somewhere along the line, I lost touch with what was real and what wasn’t…there is no such thing as fantasy when the line you once used to separate it from from reality has been erased.

Sanity is somewhere in Narnia or some shit….it simply doesn’t exist in the world I live in

Exercise always makes me so happy

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