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Circles
Legacy Name: Circles
The
Glacier IrionOwner:
EvergreenAge: 5 years, 7 months
Born: September 30th, 2018
Adopted: 5 years, 7 months ago
Adopted: September 30th, 2018
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
She runs away from herself, tries to rise above her own flaws. Every little thing, every little mistake echoes in her mind. She's reserved, her personality in a sort of mental straitjacket that she's strapped herself in. She tries to fight off and quiet the demons in her mind who scream at her and chase her in circles, but her unshakable neuroticism inevitably leaks. Which is unfortunate for someone who fears what others think: she needs external approval, because her perception of herself is so broken and ultimately negative -- it's something she fails to repair at every attempt.
Suppressing the utter lack of emotion that consumes her, with only the slightest hint of sadness, she drinks, sleeps, psychologically distancing herself from herself. In her worst moments, the nothingness consumes her, she doesn't know what she wants. She doesn't want to exist, she doesn't want to cease, she doesn't take comfort in anything, and what she used to use to comfort herself became painful memories.
Round and round we go, we're coming in and never going out
The obsession never ends
It enters my mind again
Is it obsession?
Or is it more patterned?
My addiction
That nothing ever mattered
Spitefully I think, I rouse, I fight
Something that isn't there
Hasn't been, not one wight
From dawn to mid noon, my life is wasted
Invalidation to block the vent
All my thought are entirely irrelevant
Barricading the way out, the mind is entrapped
Repetitive, ruminating,
Under-stimulating
Everyday, mundane,
you again,
your face,
an expression,
pain,
Expiring thoughts will eventually wane
Again
Only to come back
Visualizing, lost in mind, near illusory
Stopping only temporary
There you are, there she is, her again
You're not here
I don't desire, I am merely poisoned
Find some defense, block the vision
Freeze the anger-wrought tension
It will thaw and flow, whirlpooling, bottomless.
It cycles
It rages
It circles
Suppressing the utter lack of emotion that consumes her, with only the slightest hint of sadness, she drinks, sleeps, psychologically distancing herself from herself. In her worst moments, the nothingness consumes her, she doesn't know what she wants. She doesn't want to exist, she doesn't want to cease, she doesn't take comfort in anything, and what she used to use to comfort herself became painful memories.
Round and round we go, we're coming in and never going out
The obsession never ends
It enters my mind again
Is it obsession?
Or is it more patterned?
My addiction
That nothing ever mattered
Spitefully I think, I rouse, I fight
Something that isn't there
Hasn't been, not one wight
From dawn to mid noon, my life is wasted
Invalidation to block the vent
All my thought are entirely irrelevant
Barricading the way out, the mind is entrapped
Repetitive, ruminating,
Under-stimulating
Everyday, mundane,
you again,
your face,
an expression,
pain,
Expiring thoughts will eventually wane
Again
Only to come back
Visualizing, lost in mind, near illusory
Stopping only temporary
There you are, there she is, her again
You're not here
I don't desire, I am merely poisoned
Find some defense, block the vision
Freeze the anger-wrought tension
It will thaw and flow, whirlpooling, bottomless.
It cycles
It rages
It circles