Talk a walk they(and by they I mean me,myself and I ) said....it will be fun they concluded, and guess what, it actually turned out to not suck at all. Also I should just tell you that this has been written while walking. If I hurt my face, you'll know why. Right so where was I. I am a sucker for adventure. I want to be bumping into new things now and then. The excitement that glows, written all over you but without words. Have you ever tried or needed to write your own story without words? Like trying to reach for the moon but your too busy gazing at the stars; miscalculate your area of focus then BAM! your dreams/goals/aspirations just flushed down the toilet amongst other shit. Gone baby gone! So what am I saying, I don't know. Yes nobody really knows. Maybe the answers are hidden so deep inside us we're scared of what we might find if we dig too deep. Events or let's just say things that are alien to us tend to create fear. It's a reflex or response if you will and I get that. But were we the experimental species that evolved with so many bugs. Are there so many limits of the human mind that actually outweigh the good. Do we tend to disregard this because of our mortality? Only because we are capable of so much? Is insanity the place we get a peace of mind? But if you're crazy are you insane or possibly retarded?
Am I now hungry? DAMN RIGHT! Finna eat? Bih you been knew and woke this whole time.
A bon appรฉtit and bon nuit to you all. Keep it locked but keep the tabs open.
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