Words words words. I am words and you are words. I can point and I can word.
Anonymous Poll
14%
I can make sense of the world with words
14%
Words make me feel less lonely
57%
Words constrain. I have no mouth and I must scream
14%
I feel dumb everytime I use a word
BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA
Will Wood
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a Turk's head knot, an axle hitch, a Carrick bend
He wondered if Christ-Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehen, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
His vagus nerve a Turk's head knot, an axle hitch, a Carrick bend
He wondered if Christ-Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehen, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
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I walked and walked and walked
Till I reached the end of all I was taught
What I knew, no more than a shadow under the sun
All my thoughts, all my essence, gone
I wanted to hold on, to keep something that was mine
But of-course, drowning was way more fun
It's awaiting me, somewhere I can't see
I'll turn myself in and be anything it wants me to be
Till I reached the end of all I was taught
What I knew, no more than a shadow under the sun
All my thoughts, all my essence, gone
I wanted to hold on, to keep something that was mine
But of-course, drowning was way more fun
It's awaiting me, somewhere I can't see
I'll turn myself in and be anything it wants me to be