Люди — ножницы. Отрезают: время, дороги, жизни — куски. В металле — ни нежности, ни мягкости. Оставляют раны. Без повода. Без мысли. Без вины. Лечат не они. Иногда — проще говорить с ИИ. Слушает. До конца. Собирает обрывки в связки. В нём нет тепла, нет ласки. Есть внимание.
I also have mixed anxiety and depression disorder so this makes it even harder to function ontop of my diagnosis - which has been there for years so it does make sense looking back why I’ve always had migraines, poor concentration and sometimes I can’t function properly.
okay, just thinking out loud — the soft launch is my favorite era of a relationship. the vague song, the hand in frame, the "someone's been on my mind" post. tell me (vaguely) about your person. reblog with your soft launch energy. sending love to whoever needed this.
TWhanks for the tag C (from Wings of Twilight): “Cl…cl…clo…clo…” Fen couldn’t figure out how to pronounce the word.
R (from Wings of Twilight): Red stains almost completely covered the grey stony walls and floor.IP Acrostic tag