Mystic truths.
20:46 Dec 25 2024
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Tragedy, just tragedy.
nothing but.
Even more so when pureheartedly wanting the best for someone
and if we thought things couldnt get worse
we were sadly mistaken.
but that is, for another day, or night.
i know it will get worse once i lose the last thing i love.
Which is she, my leash.
lets see how trained i am once its gone.
...
She did tell me he always was quite obsessed with me
Which is quite weird to realise, but makes sence
always about ''name' 'name' 'name''
he always tormented me, then lovebombed, lied, decieved, straight to my face and behind my back, went out of his way to ruin mine, and many if not most else, and still to this day do and would.
I wouldnt and wont, trust a damn thing he say or do.
Ive known forever though.
this is for you to know.
....
The shakes are here. and so is he.
I have icy, cold hands.
my nose starts running.
I cannot produce the heat
i must feed.
in a few days, hopefully
a bloody steak will do, some greens and goods.
its happends every time though. like a trauma responce on the body
and not the hair raising kinds, like the others
but from inside, like i, belong to him
however, what will he say?
for he dont speak.
so why? is he here?
To protect?
Or take advantage of a weak moment?
They always said they'd be back
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