i need space. i need space in this big vastness of space that we're in. the entire universe and i feel like we're too close together. just sitting in this room. its too close. feet aren't enough. i need miles, countries, lightyears. i cant get enough space. space. spay aced. i miss when i felt like there was too much room. that i couldn't get close enough. to anywhere to anyone. and now all i want is space. emptiness. i crave that feeling of simplicity. but im happy where im at. im content. and confused i dont know what i want. i think i know i want to be wanted but dont want to be needed. around. and what if i get what i think i want? im never prepared for that the uncertainty and sinking feeling of terror when i get everything i want. what do i do then, once all my fantasies have been fullfilled? i'll have nothing left. i have nothing left. and everything. its just like a fly to ruin a nice glass of water. when you weren't thirsty anyway.