its ups and downs with joy freedom and mystery and anger depression and pure hatred. move on and never look back or leave a mark that will never heal or go away. be a memory or mental scar. ether way its a life lesson. some paranoia’s true and others just suspicion. for once the indecision if its worth it or not. i have my personal space and unchained ways of life back but theres a part that fears the return of my inner self. i didnt have to listen to my inner self for so long that i feel i have it partially seal away, like a tailed beast, that i was once in harmony with and now i just dont know or want it back. the fear of going completely hollow and becoming something/someone completely different. oh well. this time and forever more, i wont settle for what i can get, or whats right in front of me. im aiming for what i want. nothing will break me down. i refuse to sink.