"So much glitter, and no substance. I fight to live in a world where my existence doesn't make sense. I feel a frofound empiness that it must be genuine, though I sometimes wonder about it's originality. Another drink, maybe that will make it easier, or harder, doesn't really matter now. And if it deosn't matter now, then it doesn't matter forever, becuase this is forever, a moment in my head. A thought can consume an entire day, a day, a life time. Time jumps back and forth between the past, and future. I just want to make sense of today....." Written by: Butterflyenvy
