S_Spartan
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I simply do not fit into this world. No matter how hard I try. What is odd is that it's possible to still survive and have a tiny little semblance of a life. I call it "getting your crumbs to survive," but you can't really advance or do much but wait for the next "crumbs" to show up.
Then sometimes I wonder if I'm just such an "old soul" that I've worn out my welcome in the world. In other words, my soul has been reincarnated so many times the the world wants nothing more to do with it so it no longer nurtures it but rather leaves it to wonder in the desert but still gives it just enough to stay alive.
I really live this monochrome, spiritless, alien existence.
Then sometimes I wonder if I'm just such an "old soul" that I've worn out my welcome in the world. In other words, my soul has been reincarnated so many times the the world wants nothing more to do with it so it no longer nurtures it but rather leaves it to wonder in the desert but still gives it just enough to stay alive.
I really live this monochrome, spiritless, alien existence.