
reeven
bones o' dates
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Yesterday I attempted roping.
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...
Imagine fading in and out of consciousness, the world around you slipping away like a dream you can’t wake up from. The air feels heavier, your body weaker, and for a moment—just a moment—you wonder if this is it. The fear, the acceptance, the strange calm that follows. Everything blurs. And then…
Blackout, complete blackout. The music faded out, and so did the sounds around my room.
I remember nothing til the rope broke.
you’re back. Alive. But different.
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...
Imagine fading in and out of consciousness, the world around you slipping away like a dream you can’t wake up from. The air feels heavier, your body weaker, and for a moment—just a moment—you wonder if this is it. The fear, the acceptance, the strange calm that follows. Everything blurs. And then…
Blackout, complete blackout. The music faded out, and so did the sounds around my room.
I remember nothing til the rope broke.
you’re back. Alive. But different.