I’m addicted

I think I am addicted to the tough of being lost, to the thought of not knowing what to do. I always half-ass do stuff. I never follow up or worry about consequences, otherwise I won’t be that lost boy. I still did not figure out why my body keeps this feeling and what is its purpose. But then again, with everything happening inside my brain only, can I trust my own judgement of my imaginary world.

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