Destiny

Nothing is as it seems. People want to hurt you. There is a reason. Forget your self-awareness. Someone is listening but you don't want to know who. They all want you to fail. The sick, sad smell of desperation is eating away your smile. Frankenstein is my only friend.





Why do dreams come true? Why do they arrange for sadness? I'm trying to kill the happiness inside me but nothing I can do is working. At least my journey is something to look forward to, clarity is so fucking sad.