A screenshot from the Samsung Notes app the reads. Recognition: "This skin in not mine to wear. Every breath taken is another I can have swiped away in an instant. So why do I go on? Death doesn't matter here, I continue to loop and loop until it's busy with someone else. Why do I care? I don't have to play along for it. It doesn't control my movements and yet I act as someone I'm not. Someone greater than I am. I may smile but this smile doesn't belong to me, I grin but the warmth it gives to to those having an ounce of hope is for not. Time after time I see them bleed. That is the only constant from then and now. I bleed the same; I think the same and-.. I feel the same. This body, this speed, this.. everything doesn't belong to me. Yet I feel no different.  It still feels numb, I still feel- me. But that shouldn't be. Everyone else is tearing their gloves off or changing their hair to feel different, to be more comfortable.  But, I wasn't ever comfortable. I feel the same uncomfort as that hand telling me I don't think; I worry about things that don't matter than I'm not ready for the real world because it's cold and it's harsh and it hurts that I'll learn I'll learn that I'm not always right that I was never right! But here... I feel more wrong than ever. Have I ever had control of my life..? Maybe I'm just, not human enough."

I got back late but had some time to write some stuff for my Ashura Vessel. #Sonicexeoc #Sonicexe #Briangriffinplush #Sonic.exe #Soullesssonic #Soullesssonicvessel #Sushiataninandout