as i accelerate towards the terminal velocity of despair i realize and cherish one simple fact:
i dont presume to know anything.
because i know this, i dont have to fool people into liking me, which is probably why not many people do. if you shade your insecurity with a facade of an alternate personality, is it really worth it ?
i am just another lonely just another barstow-like bruise on the edge of the desert that is just a blur as you careen towards fear and loathing at ones own volition.
i dont presume to know anything.
because i know this, i dont have to fool people into liking me, which is probably why not many people do. if you shade your insecurity with a facade of an alternate personality, is it really worth it ?
i am just another lonely just another barstow-like bruise on the edge of the desert that is just a blur as you careen towards fear and loathing at ones own volition.