Scream and shout like you won the lottery! Because you know? Maybe you have. Do you long to live, or are you longing to meet with your maker? One life, no returns remember?
Something weird may happen to save us, from us.
No it won't. I attract an entirely different energy. I'm mutable, you are fixed. I know when a change is coming whereas you choose to ignore it!
You can master the craft of anything.
So could you, if you gave it time.
You were born selfish.
I was born free. I am the woman who lay alone for many midnight's. You have never.
Leave your thoughts behind, at the bottom of a drink.
Regardless. They will return tomorrow, at midnight precisely.
Are you being tricked?
Possibly, a new name on my contacts from out of the blue. He may be tricking me into giving out my innermost thoughts. Attempting to discover who it is that I actually am. And so I tell him my dreams, my nightmare's, wrapped up as reality, that's enough to confuse the most steadfast.
Today I'm cold. Tomorrow I will be too hot. Maybe, I don't know.
That is the problem. You have never discovered the identity of YOU. I mean, you could do nothing and see what happens, but that isn't how I roll.
Who is it that is looking and listening?
The mirror darling, it's only the mirror.
No intruders?
No.
Okay.
Anyhow, we won't catch them once they're gone.
Yes, and well one day we shall visit their room, see how they like it.
We are going to be shredded until we look like lace.
And this is why we can't make with our hands what they are made of.