A few years later, when i had found an online community of amazing and inspiring artists, i had found people of all kinds, and with ideas and problems i wish i had, cause sometimes the problems that other people have are only my solutions, they were nice, kind, brave, determined, and incredibly talented beyond anything i could've imagined, i can only someday, be as amazing as they are, but sadly i know i never will. I came across one specific artist, she.....she was the light in my dark, unforgiving room, a room of nightmares, lies, hate, and poison.....but she...she always gave me hope, taught me how to change, taught me to help ones who are like me, and help them, cure them, and lead them out of their dark rooms. Until, somewhat recently.....I'm not sure...but, He...He made me do....do things i..i could never forgive myself, NEVER, i constantly wish...CONSTANTLY....wish i could just...punch my own ticket, cause its at moments like that, that make ME WISH THAT I COULD JUST FUCKING END IT ALL, AND JUST SPARE EVERYONE THE SUFFERING AND DESPAIR HE CAUSES, AFTER THAT DAY I WAS CHAINED UP AND DRAGGED BACK INTO THAT ROOM, and at that moment....i realized...that no matter who i meet, no matter who shows me the way out, He'll always FUCK it up for me, and always bring me back to that room....that unforgiving room.....and every time he does, he takes a little more of me.
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The journey of the monster and the demon
CasualeThey say the soul is the being in control, but what if you weren't the only one there, they say you never know true control till you lose yourself, well....I guess it's time he starts learning
