Disturbed

Too many conversations I've had, the start of each one bringing in hope but discarded with discontent towards the end. It's the dissatisfaction that brings them to an end, not by me-given the chance, I'd go on possibly till i leave the other as disconcerted as me, but by the other party.
With the end of each day there's hope for the dawn of a new, more exciting and fulfilling day.
24hours is too long a time to bear the pain and yet too short to bring about any appreciable change.
As the perception from one sense grows dull, the stinging of the dream becomes ever more palpable. The pure chastity of the dream strong enough to shun the creeping worldly thoughts. Each passing moment in the meadow drawing me away from reality, it seems as if soon nothing will matter anymore.
My hands itch at the prospect of bringing to life what i can only see in the eye of my mind, but such desire is far from from sufficient to drive my mind from these ephemeral moments of sheer bliss. These moments have such a profound impact that it takes some time to adjust myself to reality once i return from the dream scape.
Its not euphoria or a state of absolute contentment, its just a state of blissful existence, oblivious to anything and everything. Emotions strong enough to cause actual physical pain surge through the veins.
The exhilaration of the moment bound to leave a mark, but never to be remembered.

At war on Omegle

Stranger: AHHH. AHHHH. GET TO DA CHOPPAH.

You: RUNNNNNNN

Stranger: NOWWW!!!!

You: they'll bomb this place into oblivion

Stranger: BOOMSSS.

You: shit tango's hit!

Stranger: NOT TANGO!!!!!

You: GET HIM A MEDIC ASAP!

Stranger: The medic is DEAD.

You: SHIT!!!!! HE'S BLEEDING FROM HIS PENIS! SOMEBODY HOLD IT REAL TIGHT!

Stranger: NOT ME! Look, poor innocent Korean girl over there... get her.

You: THINK WITH YOUR HEAD FOR ONCE AND NOT YOUR PENIS! GODDAMMIT!!!

Stranger: I CAN'T!!!!! MY PENIS HOLDS MY BRAIN CELLS, DAMMIT!!!

You: OMG!!!! SHE'S GOT BIG BOOBS TOO!!!!

Stranger: Who is thinking with their penis now?!

You: GET HER AWAY!!! HIS BLEEDING'S WORSENING!

Stranger: HE CAN'T GET A BONER RIGHT NOW.

Stranger: COULD BE FATAL.

You: not me goddamit....THINK ABOUT TANGO!

Stranger: YOU THINK ABOUT TANGO!

You: FORGET THE ASIAN GIRL MAN!!!! AND THATS AN ORDER GODDAMMIT!!!!!

Stranger: I'M. YOUR. SUPERIOR.

You: SUPERIOR MY ASS........YOU ARE GETTING A BONER LOOKING AT HIS LEAKING PENIS!

Stranger: I NEVER TOLD YOU I WAS GAY... DID I?

You: NOW'S NOT THE TIME TO DISCUSS YOUR SEXUALITY!!!! OUR MEN'S LIVES ARE AT STAKE GODDAMMIT!!!

Stranger: WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DIE?!?!! THE MEDIC IS GOD DAMN DEAD.

You: SUCK ON HIS PENIS GODDAMMIT!!! SEE IF YOU CAN REVIVE HIM!

Stranger: Oh, well, in THAATTTT case. I HAVE A DUTY TO DO!!! *goes down*

You: YEESSSSSS!!!!! KEEP IT UP!

You: LOOK!!! HE'S TURNING RED!

Stranger: *muffled talk*

You: AND HE LIVES!!!!!!!

You: YOU ARE HERO MY MAN!

Stranger: YAYYYYY!!!! All thanks to me and my good blow job skills. Go. Me.

You: IT ISNT TIME TO CELEBRATE YET GODDAMMIT!

Stranger: WHAT NOW?!

You: GET THE MEDIC TO FIX TANGO UP

You: HE'S OUR LAST HOPE!

Stranger: WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST TELL YOU? THE MEDIC IS DEAD.

You: DIDNT YOU JUST REVIVE HIM GODDAMMIT!

Stranger: OH. I THOUGHT I REVIVED TANGO. XDDD

You: YOU'VE DRUNK TOO MUCH FLUIDS......YOU ARE DELUSIONAL GODDAMMIT!

Stranger: I MUST BE!!

You: TANGO! GET YOUR ASS UP YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!

Stranger: RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN. *runs.

You: LEAVE THE BLOODY KOREAN CHICK!

Stranger: OMG. SHE JUST GOT SHOT.

You: I'M SORRY MEN!!! BUT IT HAD TO BE DONE

You: TANGO YOU BLOODY NECROPHILE!!!! STOP SCREWING AROUND WITH THE DEAD BODIES GODDAMMIT!

You: WE ARE AT WAR HERE!!!!

Stranger: WAR. THIS IS. WARRRR. WARRRR. WARRRR.

You: EVERYONE GET YOUR ASSES INTO THE CHOPPER

You: WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW!

Stranger: I'm on the chopper, bitches.

Your conversational partner has disconnected.