I've never been one too share what I felt with the whole world. I'm not depressed, I'm not angry, I'm not sad, I'm not even happy. I'm just me and I'm okay with it. For now.
~everything is not what it seems~
I call this a beautiful journey of my lifeless existence. I don't know what's happening, but I seem to be living my life all over again, in my mind. It feels so real but seems like a dream to me. I'm confused, lost, worried, but I hope to find answers to what truly went wrong.