get me away from the monstrosity that is my mind

why
why
why

“everything happens for a reason”

really…?

sigh.

sigh.

no. i don’t want this.

feel like,
sitting down
in the middle of a field
in the middle of the night
leaning against a friend
back to back
in comfortable silence
with a comforting drink
(or two)
and with music playing faintly in the distance
and simply soaking…
soaking…
soaking…
in the presence of each other
and the quiet of the night

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