Am I alone?
Is this a dream?
What exactly is life?
What if I'm actually alone?
Why can't I imagine the future?
Why does everything but the present seem like impossible things to remember or imagine?
"Why...".
"What.."
"How..."
"Who..."
No answers.
No one will ever provide those.
What if everything and everyone is a lie? Nothing was actually really?
Still no answer?
What happens after death?
Lust for this deep feeling of being filled
Have I always felt so empty?
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Personal thoughts
RandomSee this as a vent story All my thoughts will be taken out here I wonder does anyone else feel like me? TW
