I'm really stoned. It feels like I'm living in an alternative reality, like a dream. Or it feels like what other people must feel like with emotions, nothing feels real, l feel feelings I've never felt before, like distant familiar memories of another life, a childhood memory perhaps
whut else anon?
>>35134472
I finally have some introspection, I can finally see myself outiside my body as others truly see me, the real me, my facades and delusions down, not the person I percieve myself to but me as I truly am, the shell that people see. And I realize thag unlike all the people I hang around who are Normal and can relate to eachother, I have an empty core. I am a conscious og abstract ideas that are gathered from the personalities of others. Unlike other people, there is no true me, I am truly one and alone, noticed now and again, but rarely. I am a ghost, I will be forgotten. Alas, I am aware of my thoughts and feeling, why do I live in this so perfectly constructed state of awareness, so alone, an outsider watching in on everyone else,
And as I pass through this seemingly ancient flow of forgotten memories and feelings of a younger self, I wonder if this is my true self, no feelings repressed, my life had not come into contact with the cruel exterior stimuli. Whaf have people made me? I am not supposed to be like this. Who was I supposed to be?
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