Kind of like a diary. I just write whatever I wanna write. Could be 2 letters to a billion pages long. Doesn't matter.
Beware of depressed shit and just overall confusion and randomness.
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There's that girl that I've seen. That others have turned into. A girl that's a monster. Others became this monster.
I'm scared of that girl. I'm scared of becoming her. I'm scared of becoming a monster.
A girl that leaves the others. A girl that ruins her life. A girl who seeks for attention. A girl of desperation.
She leaves the people that care. She focuses on one thing. And that thing only. And she sacrifices her entire sanity. And she becomes addicted to insanity.
No one is aware when others have transformed. Overtime, it can be noticeable. A best friend has become this girl. A best mind has been infested. A broken heart has been taken advantage.
Due to this treacherous fear. I have become cautious when trusting. To share secrets embedded beyond. That telling is addictive. That relaxing feeling is addictive. And that's when she becomes alive. That girl will take over me.
