If Bio's Were Really Real
If I had a list of all the things I've done right in life I'm damn sure it would be a hell of a lot shorter than all my wrong doings. I'm a habitual mistake maker and the queen of, "Fucking shit up." There is no book, no guide to life or how to live it correctly. Even if there was I'm pretty sure I would not have bothered to read it. I'm an oppositional, button-pusher, asshole, extraordinaire! I don't understand ignorance nor do I want to be ignorant but I envy those who can stare off blankly, ignorantly blissful and without a single thought in their empty, little heads. They are happy because they simply don't think about life or question it the way I do. Am I brilliant or am I insane? Are they right and I'm wrong? Who's wires are crossed? Mine or theirs? Is a false sense of happiness better than the painful truth of it all? If this was all an illusion would you even want to know? If we are just droids in a humanoid game of...