This is a personal blog.
i thought you’d be unlike everything else everybody expected you to be.
but no. right on the money. just the same, sad, old person. a one trick pony. a spout of lies.
this is supposed to be my year to rise. in no way do i want it to ever resemble how the last one ended. so i won’t let let it.
i don’t know what the creature i loved is.