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“You never reply to messages” I am just one person okay I am understaffed
moodboard
my human pilot light is out.
To daydream; is to get away in the current ways of this world.

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“i love your voice” is a top tier compliment
i wanna be hugged for like, a week straight
with your feet in the air and your head on the ground try this trick and spin it, yeah
Forever
Sigur Rós - Dauðalogn | Valtari
The world very silent No movement in the high sea Sounds like the silence of a grave There is none awake There is no rapid tempo Total dead calm Yet the noble believe People may show hope I see through the calm All towing on the centuries We realize it's easy Tourists and me Fill the mountains This echoes Echoes in our heads There is dead calm Yet the noble believe People may show hope Through the flames I see Now a dark boat wonder into the hope The morning rain All its calm ripples in place And the seagull attacks in And the seagull breaks into the dead calm

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(insert my mood here)
I often wonder if anyone thinks about me. Even if just for a second. I overthink. I overly miss. I overly admire. I overly feel. Do I fade in and out of the frame? Is my aperture not correct? Perhaps I let too much light in. Flooded the entire thing out? Is that it? Or am I not in focus enough for anyone to notice? My fear is that I’m not worth getting to know, like the old black and white film you know isn’t the “greatest” so you just keep it on the shelf. Covered in dust. Watching what everyone else is into at the time. Like my time is: up.
It would greatly help my sanity to know others cared about my existence. Sometimes life is so lonely, it doesn’t feel like I exist at all.
But as I’ve always written and played over and over in my head, in my own personal film: I exist. I exist. I exist.
I’d say it’s static of the mind. Like the buzz of a mosquito whispering into your ear while blindfolded. Where is it? Make it stop.
When your thoughts are zipping by, repeating, backward and forwards. I feel dizzy. I don’t feel good. I need to lay down.
Nausea.
My mind has a pulse.
Hot asphalt. Soft bare feet.
This is how it feels to be in your presence.
A few steps left, a few right. Trying to find a short escape from the blazing heat you radiate.
Nowhere to go. Irritating.
Why do we let ourselves burn our feet? Chunks of peeling flesh. Left raw.
I’m exhausted from this dance of survival.
Have a wonderful life xx.

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In dreams I hear a wind-chime, clarion and beckoning in it’s soft and solitary tone // Part 6
By Olive Rose Cooke (@olivecooke)