i can be enraptured. i wish i could tell the whole world about everything that i feel and i wish the particular one that has to do most with the situation that i have been in, will be in, or am in could just know things. or there would be no knowing things and not being able to say them. but really i dont. i dont know if it would be better if they were. maybe this is all bullshit anyway. like im. making up a life. making up random sentences that dont coexist sensically. like im a vast mixture of variety loving gown ruptures taking hold of platonic muscle tenticles. and we all hug eachother. and we all hit eachother too.