you realize that “how are you ?” is a rhetorical question at this point in life.
I want to scream everyday, but can’t find the energy to do so.
My list of things that matter gets shorter everyday.
And in the end, I will realize too late, that yes, those things have mattered all the time, but the darkness in my head created it’s own reality, making me distance myself from…me…
I just needed to get this one out.
stay alive guys, best of luck