i am at that point in my life where complete non-verbal nonsense makes complete verbal sense. my thoughts are on the brink of insanity but currently are still within the realm of a discontented polluted mind. my actions are lost within the perception of reality, or at least the idea of reality, causing mass confusion within my superego. more and more lately, when i close my eyes, i see a soul-less world of emptiness with rare temptations of happiness.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
someone that understands the intricate details of suffering and the horror which strikes you upon awakening and realizing that your dream was in fact, just a dream.
