# 379

Am I? Am I not? Am I? Am I not? It's so strange when you meet someone who falls into step with you - they share the same emotional void and mental palette, you believe for a second that you're not speaking to yourself in your own head, you cherish and love them, fight and destroy them, pull them apart just as they do to you. Then when finally there is none of you left, you decide once again that actually, you're alone. And it's only your head you're speaking to.