hi. remade dahlia
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hi. remade dahlia
for what its worth, you're my curse.
I wanna try it, bite it, lick it, spit it Pull it to the side and get all up in it Kiss it, bite it, can I fit it? (Call me if you're with it.)
i'm your new icon, i could answer your prayers i could take 'em on like a god.
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Déjà senti
You know déjà vus right? I recall having read that —although not fully understood—, they're something like information from your eyes travelling through more than one path within your brain; so you're already seeing something you can feel you have already seen (even tho you perceived it only a split second earlier)
Sometimes I feel an analogous thing, a "déjà senti", where a piece of information I have already processed and dealt with arrives again like an echo, delayed from the original. And then what am I supposed to do with it? Feel it again? I've already solved it! I've got no use in dwelling on you, little afterfeelings of an afterthought! So when these déjà sentis come, it's like a feeling's duplicated paperwork. Why aren't you archived already?