You clicked on this?

Are you stalking me?

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Whatever. You clicked on the the book, and I guess ends justify the means.

I don't even know if I'm talking to anyone.

I'm probably annoying.

Making a new book just to indulge in my delusions while I haven't updated any of mine for like a month.

I have a problem.

I don't know what I'm taking about. I'm just typing randomly.

I wish I was two different people.

That was off-topic.

Sometimes I wonder if bacteria has feelings.

Or if the universe is it's own living thing, and we are completely insignificant to it, even though we live inside it.

Is that how bacteria feels?

What about bugs? Do they have a society?

I might not even publish this book.

I probably sound crazy.

Do I sound crazy?

I don't think I care anymore.

I'm always lost in my illusions of how my life will play out.

I treat my identity like a character I play, not myself.

I would be fine to play the part of the villain if it meant I could provide an interesting plot.

I base a lot of my main OCs off of me. A really good example of this would be Tristan.

Image-oriented. Creative. Irascible. I literally just made myself into a character.

What was I going to say after that?

I can't remember.

I find myself to forget a lot of things.

I lost a paper with codes for a video game once. For some reason I cried.

I guess you could call me emotional.

I lost my train of thought again.

I wonder if everything is a lie.

There could be people controlling my every thought.

And I wouldn't know.

I

Wouldn't

Know

If I did know, would I care?

If I knew, was it only because they let me know?

Was I really me if all of my thoughts were controlled? Or was I just a puppet? A mean of entertainment?

Am I entertaining?

I like to think I am.

Am I entertaining?

My friends tell me I am.

They're probably lying though.

Why should they care?

I don't benefit them.

Or maybe I do, and they're using me.

I don't know why I see the worst on people.

All of my past friends were truthful.

Or were they?

I can't remember.