seems like right idea momenthi reddit ive lurked while things life lately come fever pitch feel trapped everything feel like live world im truly free anymore relationships burning alive even friendships feel porous deceitful could use kind words cause know answers included poetry know why guess seem like individual worth encouraging cant escape overriding feeling everything life rotting thanks time im welltraveled man stride plan wander less near far nothing see ever seen beats back big bang yard see williker tidds lived kids bootlegger hot south prohibition brought inhibition ol williker whistled mouth said jesus h christ boy people people looking load off run back forth stay drunk sly cops retreat law though money goes expenses hose one could handle weight could one make still liquor would fill every submasondixonline state well jehosephat joe know go theres rock fell sky shiny hard inch charred even though ten foot round brush died sound creates hit knock softer think would air smell like theres burning fact scent surroundings quite good steellike feels like distant vibration rail train yet come cold spring even though damn thing cookin right sun brought team got rock sit stark back trailer hammered blacksmithed worked great sheets asteroid thinner paler tireless zeal hurried meals tidds fashioned splendid machine stuffed grains churned batch knew would sweet strong clean day came cash game williker gasped cause sure inside still floating round mash light bright pure glance would set ones imagination fire soul would rapture burn colors contained shimmer glimmer would take gods mind learn swallowed watched glow face helpless look right eyes said mercy whatwhat that went inside turned light night rest stubbornly thoughts head ran around insomniac roar sat edge foot bed light glowed outside door start stood ran right still emitted casual hum light shot top tank lit night like placebo sun shout loud wife old cow woke waddled outside yell second saw dropped willikers jaw etnas jaw promptly fell tank melting quite long time whiskey boiled away brand new universe sat there shining end first day theres lot going on universe spawn things really cant know like sound planets make theyre bumping thumping galaxies theyre inside grow trillion quarks making zillions sparks bristle crystalcollide nebulas blooming supernovas booming young stars doomed die hanging air two wideeyed stares universe gained dimension size growth quite slow quite steady so year tidds moved lest died house burned baby red giant like superball coated lava vase erased tiny black hole meteors got guavas living conditions grew dimmer dimmer town williker lived land devoured men scattered cowered people knew something give insurance adjusters clue write house clearly gone replaced universe golden glowing taking insured houses on government came titles names declared small town lost cause haste whole state evacuate said brand new ex states new state laws year year grand spectacle grew tennessee orb hung twinkling high like jewel sky looking new state absorb slowly retreat back feet hot fires wondrous creation kinda wish need booze set immolation commune live edge world numbers billion strong loses faith land slips away may gone way long theres hope heart world arts future exceedingly bright inside big bang suns live close day different night im really scared im love fate swallowed whole future constructive maybe sometimes back mind wish drinking much less destructive