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'If it all goes wrong, darling just hold on.'

I'm doing better. There was a dark moment a week or 2 ago that lasted... a while, but i'm clean. Why doesn't that feel like an achievement ?

It feels more like a disappointment, a failure, than anything.

The stars twinkle high in the sky, yet they provide no light on Earth. They do make the sky look pretty though.

The grass blows in the wind, soft leaves brushing against each other brushing against bare feet. How fun it must be to run barefooted in a flower field underneath a sky full of stars...

The world is dark, and dangerous, and so very evil... and yet, it is beautiful. There is beauty everywhere you look, from the smiles on strangers faces, to the flowers dancing in the breeze, to the bit of water running down the edge of the tub.

We are born from stars, we are made of stardust.

Stars explode, don't they ?

Supernovae. Black holes.

If we're made of the same material as those beautiful, destructive giants out there, what's to stop us from exploding?

Free me.