it's like letting the air out of a balloon., so, naturally, i choose insanity.

it's like letting the air out of a balloon.

so, naturally, i choose insanity.

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compulsiveliarbleedingtruth posted this

I lie. A lot. I lie to feel accepted. Enjoyed.

Every day for me is Halloween: I wear the shit out of my facade. In fact, it's starting to fade....

I like to pretend that I am invincible. Nothing can break me. But, in reality, when I am alone, I break. I break into a million pieces.

I am haunted. Hunted. I am a weary soul.

I swear like it's my job.
I'm deep. I'm complex. I'm real.

I am the balloon popper.
I am a compulsive liar.
And I bleed the truth.