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DeLorean · 31-35, M
I picture my self in a surreal state of mind, as if my body was falling from a great hight. It would all be black as I pinch my eyes so hard together I feel the connection from my eyes to my ears. They start ringing and my teeth clinch together so hard that it feels like I'm made of cement.
My mind starts reasoning with the sentence arguing for it to be a loophole. I see my friends and family and then I start crying. I want to reach out to them but knowing there's not enough time makes me want to turn back the clock, make the world stop turning and reverse time itself.
I know myself, I'm a coward but a thoughtful coward, I would make something, draw something, record something but I'd never change my ways.
My mind starts reasoning with the sentence arguing for it to be a loophole. I see my friends and family and then I start crying. I want to reach out to them but knowing there's not enough time makes me want to turn back the clock, make the world stop turning and reverse time itself.
I know myself, I'm a coward but a thoughtful coward, I would make something, draw something, record something but I'd never change my ways.