They made me a king...
The princess of a dead kingdom, king.
I do not deserve it.
I never wanted it in the first place.
I just wanted to be me.
But there I was, king in a fucked up game.
With another scar that might heal, might not.
The scars on my legs are hurting me again.
I should go lay down. Bandage up the new wound. Try to ignore it.
At least my circle is hidden this time, I don't like all the decay around.












