bossman42

Ok I have a weird idea for a story but I’m going through with it. Just bear in mind that I suck at writing

bossman42

Out of boot camp and now learning new things about my job. Class hasn’t started yet and I’ve set my room up. I am starting another story, In hopes of actually continuing it. 
          
          Lately my mind has been failing me, I forget where I am and the time as well. I start seeing things that I know is in my head. What I mostly see are painting of people I’ve met over my years traveling. 
          
          Maybe writing will help me with this. I’ve recently played a mobile game called Matsuro. It’s a small horror game, it’s about a painting that is alive. I liked it a lot, I remember that I used to love painting. 
          
          Sometimes I feel like it’s all one big lie, I’ve been known to be a compulsive liar. It’s not that I want to, it more like a defense mechanism. Whenever I’m in a situation I’m struggling in, I lie. To others, to my friends, to my family, to myself. 
          
          I can’t tell where the lies end and where they begin. The head injury I got doesn’t help much, but I try to keep my head on straight. I don’t even know why I’m writing this now. I’ve never actually told this much truths before. 
          
          This is getting too long, maybe I’ll start posting more later on. But I know no one will see this. If you are reading this, have a good rest of your day.