@ambrosesipod: i find myself trapped in the architecture of what is meant to be my own permanenance. it’s a claustrophobic reality to admit that the walls once keeping me safe are the same ones that are keeping me captive. how could i ever ensure that i want my existence to be anything but temporary when the end is all i’ve ever looked forward to? no matter how hard i persist the past doesn’t ever wash away, it’s molded in places i can’t tear down. #fairs