I'm leading this life, which is so unfamiliar to me. so so unfamiliar. help.
sometimes i wonder if it's possible to continue trudging in this deep shit, prolly a facade made heavy, a dream weighed down by the outcries of my inner man. when one begin to mistake black for white, it's probably time to turn back - time to move back on track.
everything seems to be permissible for me nw. scary. am i starting to lose my identity? this conscience that fades away ever so slowly, under the veil i subconsciously put on, just to hide under the fabricated ''truth''..
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