i ran away..i stayed quiet..i hid things..like feelings..
..i wasn’t brave.. i was terrified.. and im not done yet.
loud noises really bother me..
..little people are not innocent. not all of them. some where the souls of mean cruel selfish people. but who would know until the body got bigger? i learned this the hard way. there are ugly people in little bodies sometimes.
i am afraid that it is too hard to keep doing this as long as i live here. it is more of a prison than the life i led before now. there is no escape or release. only pain and your body keeps me sane. but i hate you. i do. but i need you.