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[I feel like I don't know who I am anymore. Not that I ever really knew who I was before but I feel myself falling farther and farther away from that which I wanted. I try to reach out and grasp it but it slips through my fingers leaving me lost and alone. I don't want to be neither. I want to find myself. It seems though that I'm looking in all the wrong places for that right now.
And what's this darkness inside me now? It seems to be urging me on in making decisions that I'm not ready to make. What does it mean? Where did it come from. Is there anyway that it could be...no there's no way it could be related to that. Atem said they had taken care of that matter. Which I'm thankful for. The very thought of that person...those hands on me again...makes my skin crawl. Maybe the darkness is caused by Kage and the shadows...
Kage...Gods I don't know what to do about him or what he's offered me. A part of me wants to accept, ignore the consequences and just go with it. Which disturbs me. It almost gave him an answer right then and there. If it hadn't been for him vanishing like he did...And the other side of me begs me not to. It senses something sinister perhaps? I don't know. Maybe I just fear losing myself entirely.
I am harping on that aren't I? My masks run deep...Why me....Who am I?
I can't write anymore...]
And what's this darkness inside me now? It seems to be urging me on in making decisions that I'm not ready to make. What does it mean? Where did it come from. Is there anyway that it could be...no there's no way it could be related to that. Atem said they had taken care of that matter. Which I'm thankful for. The very thought of that person...those hands on me again...makes my skin crawl. Maybe the darkness is caused by Kage and the shadows...
Kage...Gods I don't know what to do about him or what he's offered me. A part of me wants to accept, ignore the consequences and just go with it. Which disturbs me. It almost gave him an answer right then and there. If it hadn't been for him vanishing like he did...And the other side of me begs me not to. It senses something sinister perhaps? I don't know. Maybe I just fear losing myself entirely.
I am harping on that aren't I? My masks run deep...Why me....Who am I?
I can't write anymore...]