>>7790150I don't know who I am
I fell like there is something missing, there is a pain in my heart, it comes and goes but it fells like I'm just distracting myself from it.
i always wanted to have an identity, to have something that was mine, that i could look back and say, this is me, but sometimes it seems that there is nothing, but it always fells like there should be.
I have a good life, but this felling of... something missing, out of place, has never disappeared , i forget it for awhile and them it comes back.
I went through a lot of "levels" you couold say, i wanted to know a lot about bow and arrow, than about computers, than about knifes, than forging, than bicycles, and I'm here now, trying to teach myself how to stick weld.
i don't know anons, maybe everyone has this and I'm just a faggot to be annoyed by it so much,
