just thinking that this whole world could be a lie....
my family are not my family....
everywhere i go is replicated from the mind of an unknown person...
it would'nt be hard....making up places....i wouldn't know they changed.....
...foreign countries could be made purely by random and i wouldn't realise....
...maybe we're already dead, or just in a dream....
....maybe im alone, and my subconcious has created microcosms in my mind to appear like company....
....maybe i am not the dreamer, but a mere pawn of another individual's creativity.....
....i think im going crazy, i wonder if that is even a word or just s simulation....
....hell, i can barely tell dream from reality.....