Inebria. Esctasy. Nirvana.
The temporary release from the world. The relief, the release, the pleasure, the comfort, the escape. It drains me even of my energy to make me lethargic. Lethargy is the perfect state to enjoy this form of pleasure.
But then I come to realise as the pleasure slowly fades. I come to realise that my gums are hurting, my throat isbleeding, and I'm not necessarily any less upset from what happened. Nothing has changed, only my stomach contents.
I'm lonely. Am I suffering? I cannot tell.
Perhaps choosing to suffer and inflicting it on yourself makes one forget of their own external woes. I feel in a daze, as if I'm drunk. I could get used to this. A part of me, a critical part feels that this is but escapism.
The temporary release from the world. The relief, the release, the pleasure, the comfort, the escape. It drains me even of my energy to make me lethargic. Lethargy is the perfect state to enjoy this form of pleasure.
But then I come to realise as the pleasure slowly fades. I come to realise that my gums are hurting, my throat isbleeding, and I'm not necessarily any less upset from what happened. Nothing has changed, only my stomach contents.
I'm lonely. Am I suffering? I cannot tell.
Perhaps choosing to suffer and inflicting it on yourself makes one forget of their own external woes. I feel in a daze, as if I'm drunk. I could get used to this. A part of me, a critical part feels that this is but escapism.
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