
Sensumo
No-one really cares. They praise you when you are at your highest, whisper about you when you are at your lowest. Whenever you unexpectedly did the same thing, you are like them. Even tho you and they are ocean and sky apart. Also since you have no choice except to talk to them. You are abnormal now. Which proves coexistence between one and world is undoubtedly impossible. But I don't care about it. I don't really want anything. I don't care how much I cry. I just want a part of me to cry, laugh, cry, and eventually perish. But even if there's a thin thread of hope someone like me appears. I wished they knew about me. So I am forcing myself to coexist with those mindless beasts, even tho there might be no such a thing. #shitposting

Sensumo
@WEIRDITCH Thanks a lot man, for your words. Currently everything is fine and all. Once again thanks dude, your words truly means a lot to me.
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