TrueEmergence Original Post

Today my mission is to reclaim my warrior spirit... ...ya know, normal stuff that people do

Okay, now that I'm drunk, is there anyone I need to be emotionally honest with?

If you want anymore rambling you know where to find me. Next to that river in the forest of abyssal trees.

Sometimes I like to just be alone, with my desk just a little unorganized, listening to good music, having a cup of coffee alone. Just really relishing in my solitude. It's my little slice of human existence to enjoy, just let me have it, and no one can dare take it out of my happy little hands - in my warm orange bubble.

The feeling that someone is irreplaceable and completely needed in my life is slowly becoming a bit of a scary feeling. I suppose that’s what “attachment” really is. I guess I’m saying that I’m afraid of feeling attached to people because it hurts when my paranoia crops up, and I need intimate relationships that aren't too attached.

Out of everything that happened last night you know what I'll never forget? How we held hands and played tetris on our phones until we fell asleep next to each other.

"What's a master without his pet?"

Do you want to hurt me? Hurting me makes you feel better!

When you're full of positive energy, let that positivity shine through you, but be wary of sharing that energy directly with anyone.

I'm smoking adhesive because this life I rolled together is starting to fall apart

I'd rather be surprised by happiness than by sadness.

Someone you love throwing up, with no way to help them, is really hard to deal with. But there's a vulnerability that's really beautiful somewhere in all of that.

You left me for three months and took my heart with you. You came back, heart in hand. I thought it was over for me - for us. I thought I would have to settle. Now I have to cope with being alive again. I have to cope with having ambitions again. I fought hard not to love you and built a castle to keep the thoughts of you away. I have to destroy the castle I built for myself.