I think... I feel ready enough.
cleanse the forests and raze the earth, for what, to remain only halfway? to get what i wanted but without faces to recognize is it still the right way? each step feels both like liberation and enslavement, freedom in chains. what's indecisiveness and where the road forward leads? what if the girl inside is just less of a boy weighted down by lead and wholly tied with leads? written 2026-06-22 published 2026-08-08