Reality is my nemesis,  its humanity has bargained me for my own life.....

The psychology of how masochistic people can be accused of by their own mind....an action gestured as a crime...

All of reality is a complete distraction of what hallucination we really are standing in

Its all a trickery of disguises...the joy above my jaw....its such a perfect nonliving imperfection

I'm a shattered harmony,  frail to get on my lines of faith

I'm a hollow tragedy... Ready to be glanced at by lingering emotions

You wouldn't understand my own jeopardy...I've never failed to ravel how barbaric I've been

Only because Im afraid of losing my master of smothered pain smeared with so much coats of happiness

Such dramatical changes that evolved into this blasphemy

All because of a single word she said

And that's all it took to grasp all my prevailing witnesses in exchange for an immoral being

"They're all frauds...all .of .them . They used me as their therapy and my misery...how was I capable of being part of their own illusion of lies and fate..."

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"why did the chicken cross the road? Because you didn't f***ing cook it" - Gordon Ramsey