Madness string 95381

Random mermaid
We define ourselves in names, in purpose, in modifiers and meaning. We don masks to hide ourselves, and also to reveal ourselves, but who we are is a fleeting thing, as ephemeral as perception and desire. Our names do not define us, only what we choose to believe, and what we choose to do.
There is a world that is inaccessible to me because it is riddled with the corpses of miscreants and idiots who didn't know better, and any misstep on my part will either send me to that graveyard, or I will nonetheless perceive that I am in that graveyard. Prurient thoughts loom perspicuously in my mind, imperceptible to others but readily apparent to me and determined to make social interaction difficult.