cagejam (cagejam) wrote,
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cagejam

I am a silly girl and my coffee is getting cold.

I think about the expanse that follows us, the perpetual endlessness of the future, always at our heels. We fight off the potential. Tooth and nail and club and-
To just stay the same, or as close as we can come.

What is it that does this to us?
Fear or love?
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