i dislike being locked in a box. or maybe i am just locking myself in, waiting, existing. i guess it’s a self-entanglement, this… verschränkung.

and if you don’t open the box in time, i guess eventually i will be two different kinds of dead anyways.

just like the poor cat.

i think Schrödinger must be rolling in his grave seeing his quantum-physics paradox theory applied to a relationship, heh.

excuse the mindfuck, it’s the longing geekheart talking tonight.

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