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Ad Nauseum

Sometimes, I am completely disgusted with the world.

I want to purge all that I observe that disagrees with my internal workings, but I cannot, sadly.

The way things are is making me sick.

It's all wrong!

I need... something else.

I am in love with the way things connect, the way the world works, the way everything that I see going on around me is inevitable according to what preceded it.

But when it goes wrong, I feel it deeply. Especially when it goes wrong in my corner of the universe.

I wish I could find another obsession, another love. I wish I could pry my soul's claws out of the things that sicken me, and I could cut it off, make it as distant as a star. It could grow, and live, and die, far away where I have no idea what is going on.

*retch*

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