I'm still outgoing.
Yet getting increasingly shy.
Things feel weird.
A witch as a warrior.
A warrior as a witch.
Self-destruction is the sum of a congregation.
And love, man.
Love is like... IN there (see it?).
Love sprinkles RARELY over there.
.3% of ever.
It's just... heavy, intense... damn.
...
Love unrequieted.
Talk to you soon enough to be okay when you reach out.
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