delusion for delusion's sake.

the real world is so boring. people with their petty problems making them worse by their depression, i would rather be mad, i would rather be clinically insane with no grip on reality than live like them. to believe to the end of the earth in magic, aliens in spaceships, superpowers and lands down rabbit holes; to have hope in all things and trust until your heart aches. how happy, to not give a fuck what people think. i envy this life, it is beautiful and true and free.