Unmeasurable reality sliced into everyday routines. I'm sure my mind is off having a vacation on most days of my life, whereas my stress fills in for the duties. Growing is hard, but growing into yourself is better than your last orgasm. My eyes don't register all my beauty, my mind does. Inside I have swampy, dark, and ominous scenes, but also have pure luminous concreted foundations of residence. I have no favorites, and why should I. I am a new person with new ideas every day.
The true reality is within the reality of my dreams.