How far can one go to escape his own life?
I've spent my whole summer somewhere between the subconsciuous and the unconscious.
Somewhere, under the quilt of numbness, with holes behind words and insanity behind each thought.
how far can anyone go to believe his own delusions?
the world you create is the world you live in. Only you can be your own lie.
Life is nothing but a sadistic lie.
Wish you all well.
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