i passed a picture on the wall today... one i did not recognize...but knew...well.... well enough to know that not remembering what im trying not to remember..... will eventually turn me into a rambling sociopath... un and incapable of showing or feeling or allowing any true emotion into my life... this fantasy reality...fighting and biting back... and taking only what i lack... its always what it seems... when reality is really just dreams... so if i can do whatever i imagine.... whats all this misery mean.... i passed that picture every day for most of my life...Birth sign: Aries
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