Hoxious

-Human still under repair use alternative route-

I close my eyes and I take a deep breath and I think about my life and how I ended up this way. I think about the ruin, devastation and wreckage I have caused to myself and to others. I think about the self-hatred and self-loathing. I think about how and why and what happened and the thoughts come easily, but the answer don't come at all.

If you give her the moon and stars all she is gonna want is space.
Be like the sun.. Consistent , Warm , always there but always out of reach.