mushroom, ------ new faces, no braces. adults.

this morning was very much a blur. i have no idea where the last five hours have gone. but i'm pretty sure i ate them. and at this point they're probably gone forever. infinitely lost --- their dissappearance caused by the acidic acids in my digestive system.

and these voices --- their laughters, a call. not so much of an annoyance, but a major cause of my anxiety. ----these words are crooked, these thoughts are skewed --- skweded?, that's wrong,... skewed. better. i was right the first time. "I was right the first time."

i really hope so, because there are a lack of vibrations and rings, tones and sounds. and there can only be one possible explanation to this cause. an effect so disastrous, i hate to spell it out in whole.

Disastrous.

fate has failed me. fate has failed us. and my eyes shut and my ears ignore any other explanation, be it a lie or a truth. i just count this event as disastrous. and i push my life, tell it to move on. there's no time for "if" thoughts and "if" gestures.