the truth

I've been empty for years. An imaginary black hole is my chest, and I have no life, I just tag along because why not. when people explain there recent detachment from there person, or people in general. I say you damn. (wow I sound like a fucking dumbass, damn I'd fucking kick my own ass). ( I'm being vary serious now.) I don't give a fuck. I just don't. people tend to fake the same exact personality. fuck, even I do. when I say I hear voices in my head I mean my thoughts. there just so fucking loud I can literally hear them speaking. ( so fuck you. Bitch.)