Aras

"I may think of you fondly from time to time. But I'll cut off my hands before ever reaching for you again."

"Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me."

"My mom had a fucked up childhood.

"The unfed mind devours itself."

"I love my solitude. I don't mean to shut myself off from society, but I can't stand strangers."

"Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute."

"I was looked at, but wasn't seen."

"So I am still and I am silent because if I open my mouth, I may never stop screaming."

"And this urge to run away from what I love is a sort of sadism I no longer pretend to understand."

I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating."

"Are you aware the shape I'm in? My hands, they shake, my head, it spins."