friends just want their friends, they have no interest in hanged men

Zacharias can hear the silence plainly, no more of you! Begone

A dirge for the wishes shared, & then nothing but the sound of wind in flight

All because she hears things nobody was saying, & when the night falls he's still battling alone

... & that's it for my lil pmd play pretend. Maybe next time I wont have to run. ^^
I got into it because the friends I made liked pokemon. Not because I make friends who are into pokemon. That innocence for creation & collaborative storytelling can go back in the box, with all your momentos. Heh

"I don't want to be an albatross around your neck" a friend whose with me said to me. I don't imagine anyone I've loved wants to be. I only hope it is the same for you. I wont get to have as many vibrant expressions & fun as I did with some of my once-friends but that's okay. As long as no one else feels they need to be afraid of me. It's not your fault I am haunted & my speakers buzz day & night.

I put a lot of those feelings into Zacharias since she's Zuwaro's pokesona & reflects my purpose, the air I breathe, & my voice- which is often such a quiet & gentle thing. It gets loud, it gets masc, it gets intense- impassioned pleas will only make me more vulnerable & messy. In the good times, you counseled me to laugh & take things lighter. To not be as serious. Yet when I tried to pump the brakes in intensity, you flung back in my face like I was detached, ironic, poisoned. I was vulnerable, you were vulnerable. I forgive you. A kecleon can't change it's stripes, eh? Eh he hehehehe

I hope you are doing well, I hope you are happy.

Time to change the channel. I'm thinking news? Or maybe a podcast? Eh probably just gonna listen to another chill out lofi thing & get some coffee. Today is a big day for me.