There are edge and borders, hidden away in your mind, locked away from those who are brave enough to want to see.
And you can never bring yourself to let anyone in. You are just not capable, nah able, to allow that side of you to be seen by the world, even those that you love.
A Thinker Thinks Things, and they don’t always seem rational. Is there a point? Sure. I’ll never know it until it’s disappeared.
Rationality means nothing when you are in an irrational world.
Let me be clear, œ means something and nothing at the same time. It is real, unreal, and has both never existed yet it does. It’s hypothetical and yet unprovable.
Someone here needs to ease up on the existentialism.
