| "It's, well... one thing in two words: fucked up... very fucked up. Okay three words, four words, who the hell cares... very very fucked up." - House of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski hi i'm madt and i like hugs and words and coffee. let's be friends. |


counting clouds.I count clouds. I count one, two, three, four looks like a castle. Five, six, seven is a dinosaur. He sits in the grass with books full of numbers. He counts in his head, counts on paper, while I count out loud. He manipulates numbers, makes them do whatever he wants, divides, adds, applies mathematical rules I don't understand. I use rules like two comes after one, nine comes after eight, perception makes fairytales out of clouds.counting clouds.
I read fiction. I read make-believe stories and nonsensical word streams. He sits at a desk with books full of facts, dates, information put together by words no one really understands. He takes notes


apocalypse.I can't sleep. I can't sleep because outside I hear what sounds like a thousand ambulances, one after another. A thousand people who are maybe getting into accidents or having heart attacks. If I listen close enough, I might be able to hear them screaming for help.apocalypse.
The zombie apocalypse wasn't supposed to happen like this. On old roles of magnetic film, directors told us about zombie bites, about man-eating monsters, machines that you could only kill with a few shots to the head. That's what the zombie apocalypse was supposed to be, that's what we were prepared for.
That's not what this is.
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lit

where i am from.I am from mixtapes. I am from late night walks. I am from soft voices and brown grass. I am from the birth tree, only just my height. I am from the river. I am from the cold, impure river. I am from band-aids and scraped knees. Nosebleeds and bruised arms. I am from sunshine. I am from whispers, laughs, too little time. I am from caffeine and I am from nightmares. Daydreams, life dreams. I am from the bigger picture. I am from broken mirrors, ripped jeans. I am from loud static radio. I am from no place like home. I am from me.where i am from.
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Catchin Articuno and shit
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Catchin Articuno and shit
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Catchin Articuno and shit
if you do then that will give you some lolz
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Not the ender of life. Ender from life.
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I didn't need to speak. I could lay thoughts out in his mind like they were a sheet.
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