The Mask that I Wear

The reality is you are always going to be somebody’s fuel to their own dumpster fire. Misery loves company and it is easiest to prey on another’s insecurities then to acknowledge your own. What do we talk most about? The joy we remember or the pain that we endured. More of us can relate to…

Dying to Fit In

You can have fake pets, a fake girlfriend and a fake life. You never have to live your life on your own merrits because you can just steal or borrow from the one beside you. We are already dead trying to fit into a life that we have long outgrown. How can we journey into the unknown when we have fear just leaving out our front door.