My gut was telling me to return home but, deep down, I knew that I couldn't do it.
The creek felt more like my home than the fabricated lies that this dystopic society presented to us. I felt cheated in a world that was once supposed to be so holy and a world created by the hands of my Savoir. Instead, it had been tainted by the evil sins committed by man.
It disgusted me.
I find that it is better to live in solitude than being surrounded by those who bring you down. You are forced to be accountable for your actions, living to sustain yourself as an independent rather than relying on others. You become your own individual. You are able to create the true version of yourself that society cannot touch or mar.
I can't help but think of this idea, my mind perturbed as I stared at the tattered pages of my studies.
We are taught to love each other, yet I find that I would rather live in solidarity and avoid the rest of mankind until the day I die.
Do you see the twisted logic in this statement?
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心靈Intrusive [inˈtro͞osiv] adj. causing disruption or annoyance through being unwelcome or uninvited. "You see, I struggle with a thing that I like to call 'intrusive thoughts.' This is where I am constantly bombarded with the pain and agony of reflect...
