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Recently someone told me to write even if it’s something small. Someone else told me to record a video and delete it afterwards just to say what i want to come out. Creating on here is safer when lines get so blurry if replaying the worst moments but understanding myself with an outlet to express without pressure. To say I’m dreaming would be an understatement yet sometimes it feels like I’m in one. A digital diary for my thoughts to be read and express without judgement. If anyone is interested in reading what I have to say, the challenges for me are to be able to convey these outlandish stories into something that will be private enough for me to share. Logical thinking and research brought me here. Emotions keep me restless although sometimes I absorb others thoughts/emotions. Synchronicity is also important here. Anger too. But I told myself do things with a purpose and always be mindful of what you do because you may put yourself into something far deeper than you would of wanted. Impulsively doing things and then not being able to talk about it avoid discomfort. When I became more aware of it I noticed the times I was noticed more than I thought. So now it’s all a huge part of an unfolding I tried to understand but may never get to. If all those moments were dreamt with you and you happened to experience in your life why did I know before it happened? Why did I know you’d be here before you’d come? Why’d we meet at the same places or events unknowingly at the time? List goes on. It almost feels like fate but so complex and this is a test for me to be able to uncover myself into something beautiful. I have so many moments that got me here too. I wish I would be able to hold all this love in your gaze. Enough to share with you and leave what doesn’t belong or exist. Is it as obvious as me or you? The concepts I visualize after the careful ways you show me but may not always be accurately what’s happening beneath. Yet the feeling stays and only with you. A piece I can’t help to notice because it’s like the shift you sense when you’re almost certain but never trust because your brain makes you second guess. If I were to guess it to be you I would find it romantic but if it’s me then do you really exist? I long for things that no one knows except me. I want to be loved without having to hide you even if it’s not me. Finding me is finding you, until I find one this will be my start. Am I dreaming or is it real? I don’t know on my ends you are a dream, you’re real, you’re subconscious, timeless and so unique in my eyes. Yet in yours the dream was crushed by my mistakes. Or maybe it was never real? A secret. I carry the ones with me always but the mystery remains on if you’re real then why did dreams get me here? Reality and carrying these things or dreams have gotten me nothing but embarrassment and weird stares. But I’m trying to let my cryptic mind run wild so I don’t feel the weight of what I can’t express. Too painful, too obvious, and so embarrassed. To think you’d be you and I’d be me. A dream.

Recently someone told me to write even if it’s something small. Someone else told me to record a video and delete it afterwards just to say what i want to come out. Creating on here is safer when lines get so blurry if replaying the worst moments but understanding myself with an outlet to express without pressure. To say I’m dreaming would be an understatement yet sometimes it feels like I’m in one. A digital diary for my thoughts to be read and express without judgement. If anyone is interested in reading what I have to say, the challenges for me are to be able to convey these outlandish stories into something that will be private enough for me to share. Logical thinking and research brought me here. Emotions keep me restless although sometimes I absorb others thoughts/emotions. Synchronicity is also important here. Anger too. But I told myself do things with a purpose and always be mindful of what you do because you may put yourself into something far deeper than you would of wanted. Impulsively doing things and then not being able to talk about it avoid discomfort. When I became more aware of it I noticed the times I was noticed more than I thought. So now it’s all a huge part of an unfolding I tried to understand but may never get to. If all those moments were dreamt with you and you happened to experience in your life why did I know before it happened? Why did I know you’d be here before you’d come? Why’d we meet at the same places or events unknowingly at the time? List goes on. It almost feels like fate but so complex and this is a test for me to be able to uncover myself into something beautiful. I have so many moments that got me here too. I wish I would be able to hold all this love in your gaze. Enough to share with you and leave what doesn’t belong or exist. Is it as obvious as me or you? The concepts I visualize after the careful ways you show me but may not always be accurately what’s happening beneath. Yet the feeling stays and only with you. A piece I can’t help to notice because it’s like the shift you sense when you’re almost certain but never trust because your brain makes you second guess. If I were to guess it to be you I would find it romantic but if it’s me then do you really exist? I long for things that no one knows except me. I want to be loved without having to hide you even if it’s not me. Finding me is finding you, until I find one this will be my start. Am I dreaming or is it real? I don’t know on my ends you are a dream, you’re real, you’re subconscious, timeless and so unique in my eyes. Yet in yours the dream was crushed by my mistakes. Or maybe it was never real? A secret. I carry the ones with me always but the mystery remains on if you’re real then why did dreams get me here? Reality and carrying these things or dreams have gotten me nothing but embarrassment and weird stares. But I’m trying to let my cryptic mind run wild so I don’t feel the weight of what I can’t express. Too painful, too obvious, and so embarrassed. To think you’d be you and I’d be me. A dream.

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