PerfectionsFlaw

** Fun fact: I'm dumb and messed up that announcement. Let's try again **
          	
          	Hi everyone! I am back from the dead, and currently stuck at home as many people across the globe are. I had a dream last night that was really ~weird~ and thought, "Hey, I haven't written in a while, let's make something from this." The introduction/prologue of the story can be found here:
          	
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/219100366-this-must-be-fate
          	
          	I hope all of you are well and taking care of yourselves. Much love xx

PerfectionsFlaw

** Fun fact: I'm dumb and messed up that announcement. Let's try again **
          
          Hi everyone! I am back from the dead, and currently stuck at home as many people across the globe are. I had a dream last night that was really ~weird~ and thought, "Hey, I haven't written in a while, let's make something from this." The introduction/prologue of the story can be found here:
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/219100366-this-must-be-fate
          
          I hope all of you are well and taking care of yourselves. Much love xx

PerfectionsFlaw

I once said "I know people say that someone will come along and hold me so tightly all my broken pieces will fit back together again, but I've lost some of those pieces - I've lost parts of me that I never knew I had. I've lost myself and I don't know how to get it back."
          
          I've been held together, really, there's only one thing holding me together. There's still things missing, and I feel it every once in a while, the emptiness and loneliness of who I am and who I've become. I lose interest so easily sometimes. I know I've lost who I once was, and I know I'll never get some of my pieces back, but sometimes I wonder if the pieces I lost were the ones I didn't need. Or perhaps, they're absence is all that's keeping me from being myself.