My past preys on me as a reminder I'm still human. My present is a forever changing form. My future is uncertain. This blog will document my progress as something new.
I imagine myself as something beautiful, but scary. My mind is breaking my senses, trying to escape from this universe. My body is made of flesh and bones, aching each passing moment I continue living. I've made great mistakes, and my past feels like a tumour I can't get rid of. It's slowly eating me inside out.
