I just realized that I've been running away from myself. I am the monster. I am my demons. They all made a home inside of me. The longer I'm still here, they are here with me. I am my worst nightmare. I am my best dream. I am the things I hate. I hold the things I hate. I only hate me
I am what I spent my whole life running from. I will never be what I was running to. I will never be the master of my fate. I have already given the demons the key.