Random writings and thoughts of the madmen that dwell within my head. Scribed for record, just in case they drive me to sanity..... so that I may find my way back.
Friday, August 23, 2024
Sigh
I no longer want to survive. I am the monster everyone sees. The autistic confusion has been released. Now freely I see I've always become hated for simply being me.
My mind is in a perpetual state of composition. Everything around me is a part of or an influence in the works that creep out of the board room I call a brain.
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