Gabriella's inspiration:
“Pressure on the brain. Distant vibrations evoke visions filled with shapeless
shame. Hallucinations take a toll when we believe all that we imagine.
In delirium we sink, into a pool of fevered drips, accumulating were it counts,
in the oceans of our desires to be sound of mind but the only sound we can
hear is of our reality getting future away from us until we are merely
caricature’s of our former selves, washed up on a distant shore,
mourning the loss of how promising everything was in our former
dimension. Dreams don’t exist they are merely reality skewed in our
subconscious. We shouldn’t have to escape our lives just to enjoy them.
What would the world think if we were ourselves and set an example if
nothing else, that freedom is not on a shelf in as store. Glow bright and
be pure, this is what your souls for.”
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