I am still alive. Slightly. Fuck everything, but in an optimistic sense. What am I doing with my life? Why am I living it like this? Is this genuine and authentic to who I am? I don’t think so. I co
I chuckle when I read old posts and I yap endlessly about love. Like...shut the hell up. As I anticipated when I first created this website, I have had a change of heart. Previous blogs have been scru
<3 "...I could make out the parts of myself I was so afraid of the world seeing." Exquisite!!
-Sunni Usagi-Koi (your biggest fan!) :3