You Are What You Are

A few years ago, it felt like something was hurled right into my body, entangling itself within me. It's odorless, invisible, and fucking obscure. I don't know what it is, what's happening, if anything's happening at all; maybe this thing's name is Paranoia. You know, it'd be fitting- it's taking over my life. Think, Kayle, think. Thanks for the generic information. Much appreciated.