oh how great it is has been
the rest assuring evil cast behind the shadows that continue to encircle me. promising me to just rest trust them and all will be fine. knowing something is not right with this. deciding to not conform to this i find myself a person looked at as if i was braindead. given up on. just another number floating down the drain. this exactly the backbone of my ideals and ready to be considered, by a slave, braindead. the lonliness this does bring is something i dont know if is endurable. every other method of torture i could withstand but not too sure of this one.