This sounds like how it must feel being on drugs at a club and absolutely freaking out and trying to escape because you start seeing shit and you're terrified
I know no one will probably see this... My freinds are leaving me for each other and acting like they're not so i met M we got really close and then we met J about a month later and I noticed J is really clingy but only when it comes to M not me or anyone else they even got fake married lol and we always have to come to J they both leave me alot and it hurts and I'm scared go lose them both but especially M she's a best friend to me and I've been left out alot by other people I'm known as the nice friend all three of us have tried to commit suicide and J jokes about suicide alot anywho it hurts especially when it comes to M I just hope I meet someone like me M and J are white I'm black and they're are alot of white kids at my school and their's one other black kid in my class whose nice but we don't have the same interest.
Murdoch got his dream in a sense....had he only known the perverse in all it's corruption would be just around the corner. Hail, Satan Murdoc....Hail, Christ.
this was quite the sensation!! when the first chord hit i was a bit hesitant but then the song continued and i knew i was in for a ride!! this edit gives the feeling of being drowsy while walking through a hallway that is just a tad to long for the liking, the taste of a fruit flavoured soda still persistent on the tongue, the music is coming from another room it seems, clinging to the wall for support as a cat walks past you, curling its tail around your ankle, its fur feeling exaggeratingly soft, knees growing weaker by the second but you just _need_ to get to the other side of the hallway for some unknown reason, instinct guiding you to a semi-open door, your heart giving a soft thump-thump-thumping, seemingly on beat with the music, but thats just ridiculous, your heart wouldnt abandon its natural pattern just to be on rthym with a song, you keep dragging on and on, soft voices calling you back to the fun in the other room, but you refuse, you absolutely need to make it to the other side, and then, and then you do, and through the door is something you never get to see, your tiredness betrays you and you fall asleep...
Bro are you stalking me? 😂 It's a long story but this is besides the cat a scarily acurate description of how I walked thru my dads Apartment, at 3am trying not to wake his high a$$ up when I was like 11.
