LustingforNightmares

tumbleweed
2014-08-03 00:59:49 (UTC)

Everything Nice


"The Dead Waltz" by Radical Face


August 3, 2014 Sunday 2:00 AM



I'm in a really great mood. I feel very, very happy. That's wonderful. Mostly thanks to (I STILL DON'T HAVE A NAME FOR HER, I'll use her diary name) imjust_here07 (did i get that right?...) because SHE IS SUCH A GREAT PERSON.

I really wish (so much that it almost hurts) that I knew her in real life because we're alike in an extreme way... and... and... and.... she's awesome.... I CAN'T REALLY EXPRESS WITH WORDS HOW MUCH I LIKE HER.

I like this feeling. It's the feeling I have for my friends. It's pleasant but in a slightly more violent way.

SHE'S SO HUMAN. Obviously. BUT I MEAN YOU CAN NEVER REALLY GRASP HOW HUMAN (homo sapiens is a cool name for us, doncha think?) A PERSON IS UNTIL YOU KNOW THEM.

THEN WHEN YOU START HEARING THEIR THOUGHTS, THEY JUST GET BIGGER INSIDE YOU. LIKE THOSE SHRUNKEN SOCKS THAT YOU PUT IN WATER AND THEY EXPAND TO NORMAL SOCK SIZE.

ONLY THE SHRUNKEN SOCK IS YOUR IDEA OF A PERSON AND THE REAL SOCK IS THE PERSON GROWING INSIDE YOU LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING AWESOME FLOWER. IF IT KILLED YOU, IT WOULDN'T EVEN FEEL LIKE DEATH.


One day, I'm going to right a really fucking great love letter and whoever it's for will cry and the rest of the population will cry, too, just because they'll wish someone loved them that much.

I believe I will do that. Wow, my hands are shaking from the excitement.

Okay, I'll go now because what is my mind even doing right now? Things are beautiful again. Why do I ever stop communicating with people? Why?




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