!!blue's blog

You know what? I live inside my head. I mean we all live inside our heads, but my skin is like a wall that holds me and keeps everyone else out. It’s as if I live in my own world and everything that happens in the outside world doesn’t really pertain to me at all. I don’t think anyone truly knows me really, the real me.

Does that make any sense? People are born and die every day, but I have no concept of it. The vastness of the world, the universe that I live in has no affect on me. Sometimes I can’t sleep at night if I start to think about it, so most of the time I don’t wanna think about it. All the stuff that I think about everyday. I never reach out to people to communicate that. I tend to keep everything inside.