mathilde

Feelings?

All foggy, frozen time, no sensations. Welcome the void in your head, disappear. Feel the cold of emptiness, loose control. Try to reach out, reconnect. It’s too hard, you can’t talk.

Cut, cut, cut. Make the blood flow out of the body. Feel the realness of your degenerated carcass. You’re here and it’s not cold anymore.

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