I have never not known what knowing feels like, and not knowing what I know feels strange.
I know that there are memories and experiences and emotions I have learned to keep myself from feeling, but it's around that time when I need to recall them and remind myself that they aren't just fragments of a hazy imagination, rather a cold reality I have kept myself from tasting.
I can't differ stories I've made up from the real ones and I'm not too sure how I feel about that.
I feel like half a person, half a made up tragedy ©
I know that there are memories and experiences and emotions I have learned to keep myself from feeling, but it's around that time when I need to recall them and remind myself that they aren't just fragments of a hazy imagination, rather a cold reality I have kept myself from tasting.
I can't differ stories I've made up from the real ones and I'm not too sure how I feel about that.
I feel like half a person, half a made up tragedy ©
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