live and learn
things happen for reasons. its not fair sometimes but i guess sooner than later i’ll find out why they turned out the way they did. until then i’m going to keep a diary of my unluckiness. record everything and tell the truth for once in my head. can i be a pathological lier if i’m the only one i misled? i caused this effect i’m living and its constantly playing tricks on me. you were there for a second and then poof, you’re missing. the fucked up part is you’re still in my peripheral vision only i’m staring strait ahead. i could pinch you but i can’t reach you. it’s my fault. i’m the one who got addicted and the withdrawals are so awful that i can’t stand to stay awake for longer than a second. this is the way my life happens. it’s like my tragedy is never ending. i’ve never tried to keep a diary of anything – this is because of adhd. it’s hard for me to pay attention to me.
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