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My sanity

My abnormality is to be normal. Not feeling anything strong. I don't want this real fake world. It sucks to be here and feel empty. I'm confused. I'm so tired. I want to reach my place full of feelings, imaginations, dreams and want to feel everything so intensely. For me it's better to feel pain and dark than to feel nothing. It's better to stay quiet than to open mouth full of lies. My whole life is about my unsaid words, my repressed emotions, my autistic thinking, my day and night dreams. They used to say that if you want to be alright then you need to live in reality; in present. But what if i say my imagination is my reality and this imaginary world is my real world. The place where i can feel the things. From where I bring great ideas of life. Where i can feel happiness with all those things a normal person avoid. Where i can make peace with my broken pieces. It may sound intricate. It may look wierd. But This is Me. My world. My imagination.My reality. My madness. My sanity.

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