I could be as liberal-minded and be accepting towards everything;
I could write in prose and not stances like this;
I could simply go to bed and dismiss all my thoughts.
Life's all about choices, and I seemed to have found affinity with negativity.
When everything seems to have fallen apart and nothing seems absolute, just who can you fall back on? Everyone, even those whom you think are your closest, appears to be on facades. Lies have become truths, and sometimes you'd rather believe in fallacies.
You begin to wonder if you have become a fake yourself.
posted by txy @ 1:15 AM
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