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from above we all look like ants yes?(secret novel) |
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5:25 am WE ALL LOVE A TRAIN WRECK. A STORY OF A GIRL AND HER DECENT INTO INSANITY Here in the concrete grid sometimes i feel sort of like a lab rat. I feel like we we all ended up here, one way or another, to take free time off the hands of whoever studies us. I know i sound mega conspiracy theorist right now , Im just being honest. I look below and watch people, running to catch the bus , running from there cars into the office buildings, running the taco carts on on broadway, running the latest hindu kush to the weed spots, running the bodegas on every street, running to school, or from school. I watch different people run things for different reasons everyday and wonder if they're actually going somewhere. This city has everything i need , but it certainly can't have everything i want. Surely there is more to being than this ? |
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