existance.

hello friend project, i have returned to throw out mental feelings.

today i wanna talk about existance.

do we exist? how do we 100% know?
i've had constant moments where ive sat at my screen, looking through previous precious messages of mines, wondering who i am, what was i like, what am i like now. 

its so weird seeing everything ive done in the past right infront of my face, and knowing things have changed.
hell, its gotten to the point where i feel as if the thoughts i think of currently don't even seem thought about.

who knows if we exist, who knows if i exist, who knows the current, past, or future...... 
im just happy to be here now :)