✩‧₊˚ 𝓝𝙰𝙽𝙲𝚈. ʹˎ-

i fight. i resist. it doesn't even matter what i resist; there is simply something in me that tends to resist things as they are. i have been fighting since i was very small.

why do i choose people that don’t choose me?

all i want is one thing. to keep the others safe. they mean so much to me.

do i look lonely?

———⤜♡→ out of the old and into the new .

the final chapter ends with the phrase: born again.

the prize is worth the bruise.