In the Void

I only created this so i could talk to someone. Or rather, talk to myself, with the comfort that maybe, just maybe, some random person would stumble upon this stranger's blog and listen to what i have to say. Its all we really want, isnt it? someone to be there for you, someone to listen to you. It's funny, how I am so comfortable with spilling out my secrets to the general public, but never to my closest friends. Are they even my friends? More like, dummies, mannequins, fake illusions or people who claim they care about me. No one really knows me anyways. hahahaha that's so cliche. scratch that. I just don't bother letting people know the real me. Cuz she's ugly. or maybe...maybe its because i dont know the real me anymore either. I've gotten so absorbed into pretending to be this girl, ive already forgotten the little girl inside me, her screaming voice for freedom already dead, lost within the harsh noise of reality.