or don't
apparently this state of desperation so huge you can't fall asleep for days, and can't tell days one from another has it's good sides. Drawing maniacally when I should be sleeping. Again - lots of blacks, that somehow turns beautiful in all it's blackness. Unfortunately, beauty is worth nothing, but a mere tiny occasional wholeness feeling
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Its like mania and maddness combined with the fall of night.
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