Unwanted.

The days pass by so fast, it's getting more and more difficult to keep track of things. It's okay, though. Things used to be much more... rough.

I haven't gotten used to this feeling, but I'm happy I finally get to feel it.

There are things I like remembering, and things I'd like to forget -- bad things have to happen sometimes, and there isn't much that can be done to prevent that. Let's start from the beginning.

CONTENT WARNING:self harm, graphic depictions of abuse, many forms of trauma.

don't worry, this'll be more than just meaningless pain. not that pain inherently has meaning, but even the lack of such meaning offers much for us to learn.

new art every 4 or so chapters!

reviews are more than welcome! even negative ones!

all art is done by me.