>>7814975There is no me, I am what is, i am my play, I am my food and eating, I am my pen and I am writing I am sounds, my skin is full of tendrills, every square milimeter is covered in microscopical breasts every time I am not what I do. Was addicted for years, am free now, I broke myself and feel like I have died multiple times, guess I'll move forward with my eternal, godly joy, now that I have freedom for will