I lost myself once more.
The irony of the sentence prior to this one is rather peculiar.
In amidst a crumbling civilization of ever-so conforming humans,
I find myself lost.
Lost in the confusion, the facade called life that we are inevitably forced to live in.
There is no choice in life other than the choice of ending the f****** thing.
The irony of the sentence prior to this one is rather peculiar.
In amidst a crumbling civilization of ever-so conforming humans,
I find myself lost.
Lost in the confusion, the facade called life that we are inevitably forced to live in.
There is no choice in life other than the choice of ending the f****** thing.