..deceptive.:.
here i am just me being myself by myself alone again as it always ends. thinking of ways to improve, ways to change, things to do and places to go. i never ask myself why, just another day slowing passing by second after second.
hacking another server same old shit day after day its almost like dejavu. feeling life unappreciates me so in return of course i despise it as well. always making meaningless conversation just to help time fly by as i aquaint. everyone with the same basic story, it feels almost like dejavu again aye. nothing of interest is happening here, i feel myself gently stripped of pride. almost like i would never notice, people slyly creep in and out of my life. incomplete as i change from life to life, things go as quickly as they come. secretly im seeking meaning in my life, everything only taking me farther away. i know im not the only one, but i do know that ive never met that someone. what the fuck happened to open minded people, maybe heretics burned at the stake? educated from every conversation in some slight way, learning through other people’s dismay. forgetting what i know again, for the only true wisdom is knowing you know nothing. im not that person you think you know, im only that person i let you know. i never forgot myself, i just never cared much for that person, btw who am i again? many layers of shedding skin, im afraid people couldn’t handle if i took them within. blinded by life’s lies, people’s bullshit cutting like knives, what did you see in my eyes?
.. .-.decoded.-.