'lies.
This life is surrounded by an infinite array of lies. Little.Big.White. Whether its the lies that are spread, the lies we speak or the lies we tell ourselves. I feel like everywhere I turn theres another lie in waiting. Your sincerity is a lie and everything about you is fake. I don’t quite know what truth looks like anymore. It changes it’s face so many times I can’t keep score. You can take your falsehoods and rot beneath them. Take all your hopeless black bleeding hearts and heave yourself upon them. Nothing in your life matters because nothing in your life is real. You don’t exist. Fuck. You’re barely alive.'

I read that today and it made me think about how it can relate to a certain situation I was in with a certain person. . . 

ugh...