Sometimes a thousand small particles that are floating throughout the universe abruptly swirl into a seemingly solid object and lodge somewhere in my throat or in my brain. I feel as if every inconsistancy and every emotion suddenly exists as a single creature that is looking to kill me dead. Ideas about life and death, the future and the past,
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You ok?
Did you period ever ease up?
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