I feel like I spend most of my time stuck inside my head every day. Stuck in a hell of my own design, trapped between countless paranoid thoughts and ideas that may or may not be true. If it's not one thing it's the other, there's no escape from this labyrinth. I make desperate Faustian searches for the truth in order to appease my stupid mind and it always leaves me dead in the dirt, unsatisfied, and more broken than I was before. Sometimes I wish I never knew the truth to begin with, sometimes I wish I could stay ignorant and happy forever. All I do every single fucking minute of my life is THINK AND THINK AND THINK AND THINK AND I'M SO TIRED, I'M SO FUCKING TIRED.
I'm alone up here, just my thoughts and I.
Forever entangled in a web of paranoia.
Waiting to be devoured.
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