Close enough to the truth.

[___danielley]

"I think of no one anymore. I don't even bother looking for words. It flows in me, more or less quickly. I fix nothing. I let it go. Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately."

Comments

[asleep_forever]

beautifully worded.

[___danielley]

nausea by jean paul sartre

[deirdre0lally]

i've been going through that on and off since the beginning of spring and i've been trying to find the words to describe it, thank you.. what's it from?

[___danielley]

i am in the same place emotionally, at least in that regards. it's from nausea by jean paul sartre.