I am not who she remembers.
I gave up on my dreams.
I used to make videos... I used to do stop motion... I used to do all that stuff.
I was pretty good.
then again I was pretty good at happiness.
I should forget about her.. we are over.. right?
she doesn't talk back ever...
...she only made me worse...
...I am only sadder.... jealous... interested in her more...
..I want to give out her name so badly with all my rage!
BUT like I said rage makes you worse... I need to channel myself... I wan to cry my self to death.
I can't keep it in.. so instead I lie I like something... maybe I can continue to be a follower like I was born to be and continue to love someone who I think HATES ME
I did not mean it I swear!
Kill me now!
END MY MISERY
I want to die...
she crumbles into peices and joins the ocean.
I am not who she remembers.
TOXIC
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A Therian Journal
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