1: there are
no sudden realisations and there are no happy-ever-afters and we all know that.
life doesn't change much at all from one second to the next, and though you try
to catch yourself metamorphosising from one person to another you never manage
it, and you spend the rest of your life wondering when you'll become the
butterfly that everyone seems convinced you are.
2: it's hard to capture this
zeitgeist, this peculiar feeling of everything floating and momentary and
ephemeral. it's a special coldness and loneliness that only happens when
everyone is so close and so far, contactable if you wanted to but it's harder
than ever to say something. anything. you breathe and it's gone.
3: and if you look around it
seems as if everyone else is fine, it's like you're in a disconnect custom made
for one, drifting. and if anyone reveals their own disconnect it's an
incomprehensible surprise to you. you want to be closer and further away, but the
shared ice of the disconnect is a sea deeper and wider than any sea on the map.
4: you let time pass like cotton
candy in your mouth; you hate the world because it's not perfect.
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i do like this one so here's a 2020 edit:
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i do like this one so here's a 2020 edit:
1: there are no sudden realisations and there are no happy-ever-afters and we all know that. life doesn't change much at all from one second to the next, and though you try to catch yourself metamorphosising from one person to another, you never manage it. you spend the rest of your life wondering when you'll become the butterfly that everyone seems convinced that you are.
2: it's hard to capture this zeitgeist, this peculiar feeling of everything floating and momentary and ephemeral. it's a special loneliness that only happens when everyone is so close and so far, so hard to say something. anything. you breathe and it's gone.
3: and if you look around it seems as if everyone else is fine, it's like you're in a disconnect custom made for one, drifting. when others reveal their own disconnect it's an incomprehensible surprise to you. you want to be closer and further away, but the shared ice of the disconnect is a sea deeper and wider than any on the map.
4: you let time pass like cotton candy in your mouth; you hate the world because it's not perfect.