typing's just so not organic. doesn't flow. need it to flow.
not quite robo nuff to be at one with my keyboard.
or maybe I'm just doubtin myself and that's put a cloggage in the flow.
heh.

i like the distortion in my brain.
try and turn it off as much as possible these days.
too much to deal with.
i'm addicted to feeling.
deeply. i love to savour things.
everythings got to be emphasized. enlarged. magnificated. i'm makin that a word, damnit.
too many squiggly red lines distracting me.
fuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
the distraction is nice
comforting.
white noize.

touch. i miss touch. miss being touched.
but that's just a line of whine, isn't it?
this aint called whineflow, is it>
naw
sensuality.
sensual.
luscious.
deep.
moist.
soft.
hazy.
mindnumbing.
succulant.
delicious.
wet.
hot.
lick.
suck.
devour.
melt into.
sweet.

this can go on foreva
tired of thinking
just want to escape for a bit
maybe forever
i don't know.
somehow i'm not feeling anything right now.
i don't have any plans.
sad thing is that i don't have much hope.
usually i at least have that.
hope.
faith.
but right now, it all just seems sort of cloudy
and thick
hard to claw through.
kick in the ass.
that's what I need.
moreso, i think what i need is some watering.
some nurture.
some reflection.
embrace.
neural contact.
connection.
admiration?

stop now.
no one's listening.
anymore.
isn't that why we all exist?
so long as others are around to perceive of us,
we, in essence, exist.
perception. is. existence.