Am I Rotting?

Sometimes I feel like I'm dying. Not truelly though for I most likely won't be able to fully comprehend how death feels till it has already happend. Some people are eaten or baked, some can be cooked if they're a special fruit, but the majority of us will simply rot into the ground as we watch our once vibrant yellow peel speckle into a muddy brown.

Fruit.

Everyone wants the ripest fruit of the bunch; you can't be to mature and nobody will bother if you're immature. Although the ripest ones are ideal most people will settle for something close enough.

Why Does Fruit Rot?

Sometimes I feel like a Strawberry. I'm not a real berry as much as I pretend. My seeds grow on the outside so every little imperfection is visible for all to see the seeds make me hate being me. I don't continue to ripen once I'm picked away from my plant, I hate not being in familier places so I'll sit alone, my seeds staring at the others like a fly stares in a web.

Why Do We Rot?

As many substances as I take to ignore the feeling that eats me from the inside, I know I will always be either too unripe or too old and as much as that makes me want to rot not knowing which one I am makes me want to rot more. I don't think I will ever understand why the line for perfection is so small and feeting, eat as much of it while it lasts but it all goes bad in a week.

About

I genueinly only created this page as a distraction from getting high. I feel that I can't say no and then I end up in the same familier predicament, fearing the worst and sleeping it off. I don't know why I can't stop when I know I end up feeling worse than before each time but I can't bring myself to reject the temptation and familiarity it brings me. I was never good at saying no.

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