just some thoughts, in english and in french. (with lots of typos, barely any punctuation and grammar errors)

Paranoïa

I'm paranoïd even in my dreams. It's either the paranoïa or me being an impostor, yes we stan. At least, I do.
People really be pouring themselves into me, is that because i could be an empath or because I'm just not taking enough place in me. I don't know how much i can hold. Sometimes it seems like I am bottomless, until I throw up. I'd say every two years, that is how long I can be others, i guess. Can't wait for the cycle to end, so noone but me will be pouring themselves into me.