They've done studies, it's been proven you can't live without desire. I have none left-- it's been drained. I have a vague memory of once having it. The feel of it making empty acts more important. Made me feel.. something. The escapes were enough, were calling me, were so grand.
I hope it comes back. But it's an empty hope-- one i don't believe in.
About Me
- Katie
- I'm a fairly shy person. I'm big on logic and discussions. I'm obsessed with figuring out a very complicated answer to a question i don't know how to form. So i'll either spend my life and career creating increasingly bizarre works that further this impossible goal, or end up rocking back and forth in a padded room. But at least i'm going into this with my eyes open.
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