These days I'm triggered by the tiniest of things and to be entirely honest I find it just a little irritating. I remember the days where one problem could sift through me like grains of sand threw the fingers but a different time has certainly risen.
Now I spend the majority of my time, burning my fingers on my laptop keys until I am certain all my words have turned into imagery and my anger is very much non-existant.
Or maybe I would just heavily admire if feelings weren't real in the first place.
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