Having taken so long
To slow down and heal
Taking the time
To break down to
The bare bones of myself
Doing so has allowed me
The opportunity
To build myself up
However I desire
Which I realize is a blessing
But I've felt so lost
In this process
At times wanting to run back
To who I was
And hesitate after realizing
Who was that person?
Most of my life I don't remember
Occasional blips, bits and pieces
There were good times
But also bad that occasionally lead to worse
Looking into the future
There's a general idea
Of who I'd like to see looking back
Then anxiety sets in.
How do I get there?
People who say the League Of Villains are right cause me physical pain. This is the same exact situation where people came out of Black Panther saying Kill Monger was right and completely ignored Nakia's existence
"And instead of saying all of your goodbyes
Let them know you realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round"
-The Flaming Lips, "Do You Realize?"
a concerning amount of witchblr will be like "um actually new years was stolen by europeans from the ancient god scroobus mcdoobus" and then you actually try to research scroobus mcdoobus and it turns out he was invented in the 1940s by a conspiracy theorist who powdered every meal with ketamine and thinks that queer people are reincarnated fish