Maybe one day there will be someone who will make me hallucinate. Or maybe not. But I hope whatever makes you see colors and hear music and all the things that make your brain happy is exactly what you want.
I thought that I was no longer prone to hallucination. Because you grow out of it. You stop seeing things. And feeling things that are too intense to be real can't be. Real or otherwise. They can't be. Simply I thought I had put away childish things. Her mom asked if we had eloped. What are you? Teenagers? I didn't think I could be, but yeah, ma'am. I guess so. I was chasing the wrong dragon. She is a pharmaceutical woman. She is a time machine. She takes me with her.
I want to badge all three of these comments. Came to the realization the other day that I don't want to be in a relationship (not that I am currently). But it's a weird thing to say to someone, how do you explain that to people. How do you know it's not just a defense.