if your reading this, thanks, I need an outlet this seemed perfect, now to get started, on the top layer I seem perfectly fine as anyone might seem if you just glance at them, but just like everyone else i have layers and mine get worse and worse.
Everyone has something hidden, no ones perfect, for instance, im stuck in a toxic relationship with no one to vent to, so thats just FUCKING perfect, I feel like a mime trapped in a imaginary little air box, with nowhere to go, then the walls start slowly closing in making it harder and harder to breathe until im slowly crushed and trapped in the hellhole that is my life.
And sometimes I feel like I dont write enough, or that i dont do enough, not just writing but in my everyday life I feel like a failure, I procrastinate so much and thats most likely the reason my projects are never on time well im going to make sure this one is and sign off with a, KICK IN THE ASS.
YOU ARE READING
THE MIND OF A PSYCHO
Horrorim writing this to tell my story and let my emotions out
