I wish I was normal. Normal enough to pass as sane and stable, not some normal about-to-erupt-hot-steams-of-depression stable. Heck, even when I say Im depressed, I dont actually mean that, because when youre depressed you tend to be suicidal. Im not suicidal. Im just in too much pain from all the nagging in my head that I can evaporate from it. And die. 's been a long time since I last felt like down-lika-sewer-prisoner.

Some things.. I have to be transparent about. And most of the time, they're not about the right thing.
Man, I think it's safe now. We wait two more days, and then I'll be really alright, k? Gotta thank Epik High man, they've kept me sane. The dropbeats are sick, and I feel my head — and heart — throbbing with it. I think it just about exploded. Some lyrical assassin killed me, you see. That Lyrical Assassin's name come in threes — Tablo, Mithra, Tukutz. They've been putting me to sleep lately, and I love them dearly, because they are INFINITE's fathers too.

So you see, the first thing I did when I woke up today was to write about this. About them, about you. I will lay in peace, and I hope you've been doing good. Let go of everything but one: please, never stop calling my name.

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