TORN

{ Intro: Ditto (My evil ultra ego) has slowly begun to consume me. I am losing who I once was to this other side of me. She feels sucessful like she has fufilled what she wanted to. She hates you. I told you. She came between us. She won, so I just give in. }





Weeks, Days, hours, mintues they just all blend into on big blur. I remain unsure of how to react that has occured. I am still in the first stages of shock. It hits me slowly each day that we have parted. Sometimes I get blinded by emotion.



(I don't Know how to finsh it)