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Jan 2018
It's usually around this time i start to realize that things in my life are kinda not real, and i fall into a state of de-realization. i start to think of everything and all things.Like how my futures gonna end up?
Am i gonna be the same person?
Who knows?
I realize now that i'm not the same person i was as a child,
and i don't know if i'm ok with it?
I used to be so social and naive, but weren't we all?
Aren't we all?
I've become more distant from everyone,and that my emotions no longer feel familiar to me.
I sometimes think i'm crazy.
Then i think that thought is crazy and dumb.
After these thoughts i look at my clock that reads in bright red
analog numbers that it was only 10:39,and i think "this is gonna be a long night."
Atlas
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Atlas  19/M/somewhere on the Moon
(19/M/somewhere on the Moon)   
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