Am I real or is everything false...
Is reality a thing, is it just a fake dream?
Is there some other place in the world, another universe i mean, where I am still me, but not really?
I look at myself in a mirror and see such a different person staring back at me...
I've changed so much, gone through things that maybe other teens might not have gone through...
I look different than last time..i look more grown...
But who exactly am I?
Do i question reality?
Should i question it?
And isn't there a certain name for people who question reality?
Am I that type of person?
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RandomIt's not really a rants book. It's more like a personal diary of everyday thoughts. Thoughts that now you can read. Thoughts that maybe someone can relate to. Thoughts that ever so often haunt, entertain or consume me. Thoughts simply about my... Li...
