i so desperately want to fold into myself want to burn myself and make something of the ash i feel like a great almost completed puzzle expansive and vast dull pieces but still connected now one piece has been taken from me and has been replaced replaced by a misshapen mess in the guise a puzzle piece and as i desperately try to shove it in its previous spot i scream and push my hands across the table disconnecting the pieces in my plight
i can never be complete again
i’ve changed so much since last year. I dont even recognize my own thoughts anymore.