"How can you hide from what never goes away?" ~Heraclitus // She looked at the scars, one beside another, like bars in a prison cell door. Marks she had carved into her own flesh. Marks life had carved into her soul. A constant reminder so she could never forget exactly who and what she was. // "Un-slumping yourself is not easily done." ~Dr. Seuss // "I felt like a moth in a jar, batting against the glass with random thought after random thought, but unable to escape the cognitive restraints of my own jumbled thinking." // rarr, says the suriya.

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knee deep in static.

This is an actual journal so if u dont like what u read then its ure own fault for reading. This is just to gets my thoughts out and maybe help you get to know more about me since no one really KNOWS me. If anyone does read this...I'm not trying to get self pity, so flip your shit past another lass and fucking go.