I have been trying to live in my own world, because every single piece of the real human world that is called “reality” would always stick to me painfully, and make me feel hopeless. That’s why I can’t help but stay away from those people who are too realistic.
But sometimes I still could not fully escape. Those pieces slip into you everywhere from people who are close to you. I know many people just cared about me and didn’t have any intentions, and I do know I could not always stay in my own tower of ivory, but I really just want to be simple and pure. I don’t want to put so much effort to think about how to have an easier life in this human society, and I honestly don’t care about what if I was fucked.
If I died then I died, I don’t have anything that cannot be put down.