Since I was little I had this strong ‘I don’t belong in this world/I’m not supposed to be here’ type feeling. I found the canon I’m apart of when I was thirteen. Memories started coming back to me almost immediately and I cried almost everyday because of how painfully bittersweet it was to remember. I miss my world a lot. I miss my friends and I miss my lover. I went through a lot with them, we went through so much to be happy and now I’m not with them. (cont. in another ask)

( cont.) In my last life I was lonely in the beginning and then I met them and things got better. In this life…I don’t…