What if though we watched something utterly different to the rest {of ourselves} and we still softly registered it all and made mammothly steeped strides inside
Our new kinda minds? And what if there are angles of sudden change that we cannot but bolster our blue-collar minds to anyway? It is
Taking a sea-change of a million UNINTERRUPTIBLE OcD_brAinS= “trained to behave” and take
it all to that other plACE
of utter chaos AND CONtemplative
creation actually. “We don’t even wanna lie about the state of an OCD (MY)nd because, either way, it made us aforesaid CreAte – the craving nature to ultimately survive!”
Thinking in a staging of straight——__— lines must’ve been THE most diffiCULT thing in the whole-wide-world and yet: “we prepped ourselves for the other better, more carefree versions of ourselves.” What happened when it all came crumbling down around her adolescent self, though? Well,
She Held Onto Utterly Mother ******* everything(!)
“Was it REALLY all worth the weight of oCd Hurt but… Funnily enough, absaMOTHERfuckingLUTELY it was. In an incredibly Upside_down Instance of Mapping The Width of the Whole W!De world inside
Their thread of LockedAndLoaded mind.
