the irony is that its like the best part of me steps up; the part of me that is free. this mingling w/ the demons does have its time & purpose ~ i believe in the balance of light & dark. but when it gets to bee too much, god, i get so fucking sick of their tune. its old. it makes me feel bad. & most of all, it keeps me from my joy; one of my core values is joy. funny how when you go against who you really are, your body immediately reacts. depression, anxiety, etc.

my gremlins are starting to feel like an ex~boyfriend who i think of occasionally but really have no desire to love w/ anymore. the zing is gone. zip.

@ this place in my life, i would really like to make up for all the days i kept myself from having fun because i was too focused on the bad stuff.

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Signed with love,
the diarykeeper, eii wyy nae.

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