Have you ever felt like a glitch? Like a misfit? Everything around you is normal but from the inside, it's a distinct story. Your vicious twisted self obstructs you from all mundane happiness. Every inhale-exhale of your breath stirs up chaos. Being the wrong piece in this puzzling world. You start finding sense in life to only realize it was a senseless thing to do. Every failed attempt of trying to fit in gets you closer to the fact that the purpose of your life is not to live but to suffer and die. Hii this is Lillian Nightingale, welcome to the turmoil I breathe in.