I’ve never felt fury like this before. I cannot be stopped. I have my own hell and I’ve ¬†been devoured whole. I suggest you stay clear of me, I’m not your simple calm RaeRae, I’ve been altered significantly and it’s going to take some time- REAL TIME, to change my mind. My opponent is always on the go, riding their every emotion, and he’s no good at being uncomfortable- I can’t help my real thoughts, and how I make the most of my time. Deem me to peace, I owe the world a new me, but my scars and intoxicated mind chooses to be mean, maybe I’ll delete this post tomorrow- but for now, devour this as raw material to how just fine everything seemingly seems to be.