I'm unhappy as ****
I'm an escapist of reality.
I'll gladly waste the next several hours, days, weeks escaping my existence, living outside myself. Removing myself from the pressures of unhappiness.
If only for a string of short lived moments.
What does one do with the awareness of ones subconscious drive. How does one begin to take the steering wheel.
Do I have what it takes to be more than short lived.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 1:42 PM UTC
I'm unhappy as ****
I'm an escapist of reality.
I'll gladly waste the next several hours, days, weeks escaping my existence, living outside myself. Removing myself from the pressures of unhappiness.
If only for a string of short lived moments.
What does one do with the awareness of ones subconscious drive. How does one begin to take the steering wheel.
Do I have what it takes to be more than short lived.
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