Ironically it reminds me of someone but I don’t know you. I don’t even know where to start. How? just fucking how? Why too. Why? WHy? Fucking why? your presence is a cancer to the world. the only world that matters in my reality. slow growing, malignant, constant fear when your ghost flashes through the mind and at the moment hidden. more like forgotten? no pushed away no wait omitted. Repressed. I hate you and I don’t even know you.
I'm growing. With every entry. With everything I read. Obviously. Like everyone else. I"m selfish. I hate the word but I am. I try not to be. Patience is a word I love and commit to being. Gemini is something I'm very close with. The word is beauty to me. I'm also pretty drunk writing this but I'll probably keep it for a while.