Oh, aye.

Oh what a terrible task it is to reinvent yourself. It leads to pity and tears and cheesy writing — making myself sound important when in fact i am quite common. All of these “oh“‘s and dashes, when in real life i am all “aye“‘s and uncoordinated grammar. I wonder how it happened, how i become such two different people. Two hearts and two heads with two very fiery personalities; is this how it will always be? A constant state of conflict and self-loathing? Because i doubt i can take much more, i doub’t anyone could stand this.