how do u

see the invisible? when all u can see is nobody worth thinking about? how do u keep up with the fucking thoughts that kill u from the inside? how do u? i wonder how is life in a perfect world? could it be boring…i feel i am addicted to sensory, tactile, futile mocking-me thoughts of a better me..this is killing me again, as i a completely and totaly aware of the impossibility of living a different life, as it is so freaking tiresome trying to change…self-help books don’t help,  down-to-earth music either..what’s next…i am so sleepless, thoughtless that i shall stop writing nonsense shit now. BYE!