"What happens to the wide-eyed observer when the window between reality and unreality breaks and the glass begins to fly?"
Stephen King
Not sure why this quote is stuck on me, but as writers I thought you might like it...
"What happens to the wide-eyed observer when the window between reality and unreality breaks and the glass begins to fly?"
Stephen King
Not sure why this quote is stuck on me, but as writers I thought you might like it...
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Strange swirling thoughts spin in my head and jump onto paper! 18 years young.
It has to start out good, Then to be worse. To show you what great is, To appreciate!.
But you've never felt like that. Like you were about to break. Like you're standing on the edge of a cliff, blindfolded and you can feel the demon in front of you about to push you off.
Our memories of the ocean will linger on, Long after our footprints in the sand are gone..
It's funny how day by day nothing changes . But when you look back everything is different ..
when I dance, it's just me and the music. the world is gone. dance is my escape. don't think. just dance..
My knees they shake. My head it spins. My stomach aches. They've locked me in. You turn away. The walls collapse. Spewing comfort. I can relax..
I've got a smartphone, with a dumb battery..
Im pretty sure if we could just skip over being teenagers, this world wouldn't be such a messed up place. Probably still messed up..but not as bad..
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