and bluesky curses me again, dayo

I wanna see more of this honestly

Just wholesome random alternate ideas

FAHHH

Josie my number two supporter

Unraveled, like silk dulled by time. My movements grow slow, my smile fading as the cold settles in.

The flame I had is flickering out. The passion I had is dying. There's something missing, and I can't figure it out.

All this optimism isn't enough anymore, I need to find something I had before.

Or has my voice been muted, too?

For it to only be one side of me that reflects the true internal side, one must question how it is connected to my psychological state.

A question most curious, indeed.

Let us continue onward with our experimentation unto delving into my answers, shall we? There is still much to learn, my Friend.

It looked back at me, after all. That aching void looked back, and all I felt was horror.