The most wholesome people we’ve known for years, even all our lives, can turn out to be the most deceitful. We still make the same mistakes over & over again. We blame ourselves for being manipulated while still only trusting the familiar. Perhaps we want to try again? We liked how it was, that dream world. We liked how it felt besides the not-so-bad moments of suffocation (only not-so-bad after the fact). It’s comforting routinely being behind a two-way mirror where we can see them but they can’t see us. Besides, maybe we’re the problem anyway. Maybe it’s for our own good. Maybe we need to be fixed. Right???? right...? Objects are closer than they appear. That safe place to land, whenever landing is, may keep us forever.

No more surfing the universe. Your star is gone.

Different archetype, same frequency. Same archetype, different frequency. Did you forget who actually turned you against the ones you scrutinize in the first place? The same ones that made you hate the world are still the ones whose standards you live by. The same ones who suppressed your opinions. The same ones that suppressed your beauty. The same ones that made you feel like you were wrong for wondering. The same ones that adamantly denied the fact that you are a wonder! You still live by their standards!

Your star is gone.