April 17, 2023

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Dear ghost ,

Following the catastrophic rage of my mind, my mortified self burns in hatred. It is so full of vulnerable envy. So consumed by baseless ego. It is disgustingly ugly that I fear it might escape beyond me. I have a ravaged mind that have forgotten the morale of the humans. I have horrifying sight that sees not what truly matter. I have a decaying ears and mouth that have lost all the worldly truth. I am so clouded by the past I do not see the here before me. This jealousy that does not motivate me at the least but only gradually suck the hope out of me. What incriminating creature am I becoming? What in the world have I seen! Dear stars, oh beloved moon, what kind of pills can cure me? What remedy must I seek? Yet I love me . I love me. I love me.

Mine truly

Leaena✓

Apr 17, 2023 · 32 views

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Lydia Rose Apr 20, 2023

LeaenaApr 20, 2023

but i like it ♡

Lydia Rose Apr 20, 2023

Yeah, that does seem pretty ironic 😅

LeaenaApr 20, 2023

i am grateful that you are willing to listen to my frivilous rant but i wasnt being bitter about it, i just found it genuinely funny. i kept on reading your comment because it was so very curious . i should have put an emoji beside my comment to make it lighter 😂

Lydia Rose Apr 20, 2023

I am so sorry these words weigh heavy on your shoulders. I want to tell you to stay strong, but the sentiment seems too small for the compassion I wish to send you.

LeaenaApr 20, 2023

Funny how you call it a breath of fresh air as they seem quite heavy to me. Nevertheless, I am flattered as always

Lydia Rose Apr 18, 2023

These entries are a breath of fresh air

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