My life is built on lies.  So many lies, I don't know what's completely truth anymore.  I don't know what's real, what's just in my head, and what's completely and utterly fake.  I think I might be crazy too.  I'm certainly not entirely sane.  I say I believe in things that I don't really believe in, another one of those lies, yet a part of me is convinced and hopes that they're real.  The human mind has to believe in something, otherwise it'll go crazy.

Or so I assume.  I don't know if that's...
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