Entry 905

At this point in life, I don't know if I've become more selfish or reckless towards my heart. I keep pet talking it into hurtful situations and be the first to sit by its side and serve it whole with comfort when shit hits the fan. A while back, we agreed that toxic people deserve to be together, and in all honesty, I meant each word with no ill intent; you know how it acts, following orders with no question.

Here we are, trapped in an inescapable abyss of lies and rootless affection; grabbing onto emptiness, staring into a sea of memories, hoping one day we cross her mind.