i think if i had any attament, this would have caused me to burst out in tears. hurt. im a whiny princess. huh. im glad i never did. i’m just not the same, anymore. i crave an empty wall to speak to. i crave a quiet phone. i crave a trip far away. i crave my old life but more than that i crave the new one im restricted from. but i think the more bad is done to me the more ill be relieved when what is pure and gentle comes to rescue me. i will not let this stay with me. i am quick to erase it from my mind, despite my decent memory. i think it all made me wiser, i have so much self respect. i have a strong sense of independence, now. i can not allow strangers to damage me in the way they’d like. reading people becomes easier, it’s habitual. i watch it from an outside perspective. watch chaos unfold and just not care.