I’m an atheist, but I wonder why people don’t wonder who created God; isn’t it an endless cycle of creation, proving that God doesn’t exist. I mean, why would a God create a human race if it’s utterly pointless in the span of time he’s been on Earth, per se. (Thought this would fit with the topic)

Also, I sometimes(barely) have visual hallucinations; I tend to revolve around my “personalities” in my imagination.

Personally, I think that we’re all just mishaps in the atmosphere, resulting from atoms and random minerals eventually.

My vanity of myself is confusing; nobody around me knows who I am, so what could I be? I’m continuously changing and it scares me sometimes; I can’t really control it; I wear my dad’s jacket and I feel like I’m slowly becoming him. The troublesome surroundings entice me, while deranged nuisances fixate in me; why can’t I corrupt it, it’d be fun?

Do you want to chat more; I don’t talk to anyone lol.