**023CENA. (i wonder what music spiders listen to)
I almost want to learn to play an instrument. (Confusing sort of feeling, actually. Weird emotion, which can describe a lot of what I am and what life is right now, if I am and if it's anything. I don't know.) Either way, I'm stuck vaguely wondering if I'm losing the ability to perceive all people as people. I'm stuck wondering if there's something wrong with me, if somehow demonizing people I don't know and who probably don't deserve it will be a better coping mechanism than escaping through Noni.
Either way, I'm getting really restless.
(I declare war on everybody who exists.
Those that don't can join my Ghost Army.)
Either way, I'm getting really restless.
(I declare war on everybody who exists.
Those that don't can join my Ghost Army.)