Sometimes I wonder if I am really here. I believe you are, I'm just not so sure about me.
You know that feeling you get when you wake up from a dream, that tells you somehow you are no longer dreaming? I don't get that.
It's called depersonalization, looking it up you lazy bastard I'm not linking something your fat ass can google. Besides I just described it anyways.
I believe in reality, I'm just not sure I'm in it.
I once attempted to prove my reality by using the classic movie gimmick of thinking of something I would never think of (huh?). But sadly it turns out that I'm so twisted and fucked up that I really believe some part of my brain could have invented the prison show OZ.
I actually came here in hopes one of you would say something so twisted, so depraved, and it would prove my existence.
I must say so far you're a bit of a let down.
You know that feeling you get when you wake up from a dream, that tells you somehow you are no longer dreaming? I don't get that.
It's called depersonalization, looking it up you lazy bastard I'm not linking something your fat ass can google. Besides I just described it anyways.
I believe in reality, I'm just not sure I'm in it.
I once attempted to prove my reality by using the classic movie gimmick of thinking of something I would never think of (huh?). But sadly it turns out that I'm so twisted and fucked up that I really believe some part of my brain could have invented the prison show OZ.
I actually came here in hopes one of you would say something so twisted, so depraved, and it would prove my existence.
I must say so far you're a bit of a let down.