Hey first time posting anything into a forum. This is basically nonsense, but I'm going to be leaving soon ish and thought fuck it. I enjoyed reading everybody else's unhinged thoughts here's some of mine.
I have brought myself as low as I can. I've reached my limit, and toe the edge day by day. Meaningless days which pass without disruption or good fortune, are only endured by fantasies and generous delusion. Reality itself is a enemy and all that I've learned of it weighs more than it could ever be worth. I'm ready. I think I am. What now would stop the overwhelming momentum?
I have brought myself as low as I can. I've reached my limit, and toe the edge day by day. Meaningless days which pass without disruption or good fortune, are only endured by fantasies and generous delusion. Reality itself is a enemy and all that I've learned of it weighs more than it could ever be worth. I'm ready. I think I am. What now would stop the overwhelming momentum?
