I got a headache and wrote an existential crisis excerpt :) Enjoy... I guess?
My head is raging with an ache, don't know if it's the rain or the hurt of solitude that stemmed it but all I know is...it sucks to be alone. When thoughts cloud ur mind it wreaks havoc on the order you've created for urself and begins to crumble the walls of protective barrier you find solace in. Maybe that's why a partner is a good idea in life...because when ur walls of comfort fails within you, you still have a physical back to fall upon and rest. Someone who'll tell you you're gonna be okay and be there to make sure you become okay. It sucks when your imagination becomes your comforter for when reality breaks thru the mirror of lies you enclose yourself in....it feels so damn alone. With the added casual questioning of sanity..."have i gone crazy?"
