A Bunch of Molecules Created These Words!!

Trevor. 18. Dazed and uncertain. How are you?
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I can’t wake people up. It’s impossible. I just can’t.

Not that I physically can’t. Just that…I can’t shatter a person’s tranquility.

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Today, I took the shortest of naps. And the thing I liked most about it was not having any conscious. Which is weird. I didn’t know if I was a sleep or not, I didn’t know if I was alive or dead.

I was in a state of nothing…

and I liked it.

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gonna try not to use the internet today…it’s really pissing me off.

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lavalampsky:

i promise that i will do something. i don’t know who i am promising, maybe myself, maybe you and maybe someone else, but i promise. i promise i promise.

you better!! : )

permalink kennelybrooke:

greetings, welcome to my brain.
:)

glad to be here!!

kennelybrooke:

greetings, welcome to my brain.

:)

glad to be here!!

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I just listened to the Pogues’s Red Roses for Me album. And it reminded me…of one night when Eric and I drove around listening to it. I had just gotten my license and I was driving my mom’s minivan and I would gun it every chance I got. And we went on all the back roads, and I would ask him whether he thought a certain song was a traditional song or an original one, and he always seemed to get it wrong. And I just I thought that I was going to be doing that a lot…driving around and listening to whole albums with a friend.

It’s funny how such a memory gets attached to music, and how vividly the memory returns..

But then again, that’s why I believe constantly getting new music is a necessity. It captures the times and feelings of your life..

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A girl passed me today. We were going opposite directions. She passed me, and I got a huge whiff of something.

She smelled like celery…

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All I feel is a dry sense of dread.

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Today is a cloudy, drab day. Relatively normal. But to my eyes there looks to be a thin layer of fog floating throughout the air. A thin layer of fog soaking and muddying up the air. But I don’t think anyone else notices it, it’s just me and my present state of mind.

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Who is making my decisions for me? I don’t even know. It’s surely not me, because what I decided would be different. But who is controlling me, who is making these decisions??