Vermilioncore
suffering on the heights of despair
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Every day I wake up scared. There’s a heavy burden on my mind. Some type of fear of an unknown origin. I find that in order to make the fear go away, I have to drink alcohol. The only bad thing is that it’s only a temporary alleviation.
The scary thing is that I was pulled out of nothingness and into existence. Now I’m forced to participate and play this game of losses and winnings without a tutorial or without direction or drive. It’s like you’re awoken in the dead of night and thrown into a car and told to drive. To where? And for what? You don’t know. It’s just what you have to do.
The scary thing is that I was pulled out of nothingness and into existence. Now I’m forced to participate and play this game of losses and winnings without a tutorial or without direction or drive. It’s like you’re awoken in the dead of night and thrown into a car and told to drive. To where? And for what? You don’t know. It’s just what you have to do.
