shyfox🦊

If it costs my peace, I have to let it go.

I'm different, peculiar. A wanderer beyond the ordinary. I exist for those who think differently from time to time, who embrace the unusual. Perhaps no one will ever truly understand me, yet I will always understand others. Within me lies comfort for those who dare to show their weird side. I'm here for you.

How can others like you if you don't like yourself.

The devil couldn't reach me so he gave me neither passion nor interests in anything.

Why does my heart still hurt even though it is already broken?

Will anyone ever realize how bad I feel? I think I'm too good an actor for that.

Why do I feel so disappointed in myself every time I show emotions?

The sun sees, what i do, but the moon knows all my secrets.