I'm safe. I'm just spinning.
There's too much buzzing inside of me,a stomach full of bees. I also just feel empty like why is everything nothing and how can I make it real. I'm hunting sensations and aggression. I'm counting moments until I'm alone for the weekend. I need the freedom to scream and run wild. I'm about to claw out of my skin as it were. This thick flesh blanket.
I'm gonna go to work today and do good. I'm gonna eat fruit and make money to roll around in

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