Time moves slow…
Yes, sometimes time moves SO slowly you can’t even wait until the next minute has passed. You can’t control your lack of patience, and it’s eating you alive in the most painful way possible. You see the future, and you hold on to it tighter than a slipping rope. And with every minute of struggle, you feel it slipping away from you like a thousand needles stabbing your forefinger to draw every ounce of anemic blood from your fixated pulse. It’s disabling and beautiful all at once because you know exactly why time is moving so slowly.
Grouplove’s “Slow” is the song I’m obsessed with right now. So feeling it.
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Perhaps you are the only distraction that could ever alter my time line.
