I want to say that nobody really knows me

but in the moment, when we talk, there are things I don't bring up because they just aren't important enough (to you) to bring up.

When I'm alone, all I think about are the things I've yet to say but it's worth questioning if they even had value in the first place.

Because even if I say it, you'll immediately forget what you've just heard or what you've just read.

Here is my apology for having you read this. But take comfort in knowing that wasting your time here won't have any consequence on your everyday life because these words don't mean a thing.

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I really want to know where all these thoughts are coming from soo, I think it's time to start fasting 'cause all I see and feel and read about is deteriorating mental health/stability and dilapidation and not enough happy fun-fun-fun-looking-forward-to-the-weekend going on.