i feel like this basquiat looks. i have been trying so hard to hold on to the small bits of clarity i have discovered in a mass of gray....yet they slip. strangely - the loss of one clarity brings another, yet simultaneously leaves me equally lost. goddamn this mind with a broken 'off switch'.hello anger - there you are. i was beginning to think you did not exist.
hello sad - you are tiring me. please go away.
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