Facade

It's just late night thoughts eating me up, by bits and pieces but surely and wholly.

Sometimes I may say or do things that seem absurd. I just don't know how to explain myself and I thought I was pretty good with words. I can only say 'time will tell'.

Portrayal is subjective.

Somethings are beyond salvation, but you're so caught up in a shithole you just can't even think about fixing things because there are other things on the verge of falling apart.