To think maybe something great, some great healing, great purpose, mastermind adventure, something to really help the world because i never strayed, i mearly rested, curled up, hid, denyed my majesty, my life was cruel

–Prophet– It took heights for me to stay stable —fuck—

The buzz White noise I’ve silenced —again— like I had to to survive, to stay sane Lord knows how I’ve coped

6 years and then some ~ spiraled around Thought deep dive in the compound I used to do this for fun, from memory Now I run, hide the pain inside I’ve gained the summary