this shit along with the failed suicide attempt (why i was gone for a whole week) paired with the gradual increase of depressive episodes and a feeling of deep loneliness even when talking to and hanging out with people i give a fuck about is really doing number's on me. but i guess thats the point. break the vessel until its suitable enough, right? ...wonder if that implies the demon eye thing is the cause of my mental health issue's recently. it isnt, ive always been this way. but i guess itd be nice to have something to blame.
dont need to break whats already broken. just need to wait for it to tire itself out. so good job, keep doing that just like i did. theres no fixing us. well always be rotten. just like destiny told us when we were a kid.
find a way to kill my future self i guess. or change my future. but at this point im kind of resigned to it.
dont talk about her.
I... don't really have any kind of powers. I can try to find someone who can get me to them, though.
what, dont miss big sis dess anymore? dont miss the way she used to hurt us?
thank's, dreemurr
do you ever stfu
you already know the answer to that, dipshit, youre me. and you will be.
nope. i refuse. nice try dude.
wow, for once my dogshit memory is working well enough to remember this. and to remember how its a weak facade. but ok, keep telling yourself that.