Hi, I'm Mochi! Nice to meet you, I hope you'll stick around for a moment :)
(This is YouSillyG00se; I lost the info to that account lol so-) 

I can't really write much, but it is something that brings me joy and comfort. When times get especially hard in my life; when reality just seems too cruel I find my escape in books. 
Which is why fantasy is my utmost favorite genre. You're able to lose yourself in this world that's completely unreal, mysterious and so very wonderful and unlike your own. 

I am not a very happy person. I have a lot of baggage lol, but I feel as if everyone now a days does. No one is ever truly happy. Which is a very sad thought, but yet it seems to masquerade as a fact doesn't it? 

Everything in life seems so optional.

You know something I like to live by, and especially in these times- is that: It's ok to let go. 
A while back, probably over 3 years I saw a post. It was of a hand holding so desperately onto a rope. The rope was being pulled from the other side by a much stronger force; bruising and causing the hand to bleed. Yet still they held on and on, and only got more and more hurt. Eventually they let go of the rope, and while they didn't want to, when they did they were able to dress their wounds; and move on. 

"It hurts to hold on to things sometimes; so it's better to let the things that hurt you- go." 
-- Me 
"Hearing 'You're not alone' only seemed to fuel my sadness because the only thing I truly wanted was to be left alone. For better or for worse, that is my most toxic trait." 
-- Me