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i used to write poems, i used to rip apart a part of me into the shape of words. weirdly enough, now i find it hard to even form a whisper.
"everything that happened in the past shaped us to be what we are now", they said. i didn't ask to be shaped as a rotten soul, fractured, and incapable of function like a normal adult should be, by the way. but here i am right now.
just watched a movie called "obsession". a movie with wish-gone-wrong kind of trope, clichΓ© plot that you can guess, and a stupid main character. but somehow it wrapped messily in a good way.
grateful enough go get some work-in-progress commissions. but also being ungrateful because i couldn't enjoy my weekend as it should be.
























