Fishtank : 2

418       ᗞ      2025

There’s sirens in my head.

Like something’s breaking. Help must come. 

They’ve made prison camps. They’re shaving people's heads and keeping them under LED lights, so that they lose touch with the sun. 

They watch them night and day, piled up, shoulder to shoulder. 

No phone calls, no nature, no time to one’s own.

I wouldn’t last a day.

I feast every night.

—oh, how my stomach would howl!

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Later, at night, I think to myself… and so I take up my journal and add…

It’s not that I need you, love.

It’s just that my world is not as bright without you.

And that the world is a wild place. Where money is hard to come by, and good friends are hard to come by. And a person can spend their whole life looking and never find someone who really gets them. 

In that world, I found you. 

And I guess I just wanna say that I think we should give it a chance. 

I think we should throw all cares to the side and REALLY give this a chance.

I’m yours if you’ll be mine.

That’s all I’m trying to say.