Run far away.
I don’t really care where I end up.
Just as long as it’s far away from here.
Far away from you.
Far away from this.
Far away from everyone and everything.
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I understand that impulse. I always imagine running and running until I hit an empty field somewhere and then just stopping. I imagine sitting there until I freeze to death, alone in the quiet away from everyone and everything I ever knew.
this is truly really beautiful
“Pain is weakness leaving the body. And I’m pounding the Pain away one mile at a time”- A. Johnson