"I am not whole. I will never be whole. I was completely assembled when I was born, but as I grew up I became more forgetful and began to leave pieces of myself behind. Now I am here trying to fill in the missing parts with anything I can get my cold hands on. To everyone who approaches I beg, "Please stay. Do not leave me as the other have before", but maybe it’s been me who’s been leaving this whole time. Perhaps I am not the victim, but the perpetrator. Teach me how to stay, how to be satisfied with what I receive. In turn I will stop begging you not to leave."
~Diary journal doodles~