I feel so silly when I realize that normal people have interests and express those interests. It's amazing to see how people hoard pictures and figurings of the things they like. That they become so inspired that they can only express their admiration through donning the form of those they admire.
And yet, I have no interest in things.
But here I am, donning your form, because I am inspired by you.
Silly muses, who are so deep in the addiction that you forget yourself. Yet all I see is you and your admiration. Your inspired state of being is what inspires me most.













