I pinned down your voice like a piece of paper with a dart; and then I mapped in every piece of your soul (with tracing paper, I never knew you that well).
Sometimes I just want to just take every person I meet, and pull apart their minds. Part by piece. And then I'd follow each enchanted thread, pull them out and pick their thoughts apart. I'd take in everything. Their beautiful ideas, their hideous insecurities. Their loss. Their pain. They are love. I want to know everything, see everything. I want to understand. Everything.
Everyone.
紙老虎
- Alice
- i'm sort of awkward, sort of a mess...everything i am 'sort of' like can be broken down and down forever, into as many categories as the atoms i'm made up of.
yea, trust me. My mind is better left un Dissected.
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