I wish I was my schizophrenic demon


I could see my self, objectively. I could fix myself… I could convince myself without argument that if I do this, this will happen. But I’m stuck in my rut of my own perspective…

And he’s not a nice guy. He is so… knitty gritty. So monotonously meticulous. He cares about such stupid things… and he goes on and on and on about them. He is so… certain.