Just some thoughts

My brain often writes countless pieces of words stitched together is strings of sentences and phrases though most of the time they can’t be plucked from that black abyss to be transferred into a pure white sheet of nothingness. Sometimes my own brain sabotages itself with a false sense of comfort, it calms my body down only to strike it with the most horrendous ideas, Some making me feel underserving with my existence. I don’t know a lot of stuff yet I know everything and nothing about myself. A mirror hath cracked within me and I know fix it not, the pieces fit together though the shape is wrong. 

Sorry for this half-assed depressing work honestly I just needed somewhere to write stuff and this place is cool and I think someone could probably appreciate this :]

Also I could definitely add more to this but I don’t want to lol