bookmark to self #1 - archetypes of passion
i’ve been writing this book for what feels like forever.
not cause it's been YEARS, but cause those scenes and pages have seen parts of me that i hate, parts that i love, parts that i had forgotten and parts that i didn't even know were there.
(these past few years? intense. let's just leave it at that)
honestly, it started off as an AU from whatever shit i've been dealing with.
a place to hide from reality, from myself, from my own feelings - you know, those you try so hard to pretend that are not real?
i didn’t mean for it to become a world, or a love story, or a war between different parts of myself.
but it did.
there are archetypes. there’s magic that reacts to emotion.
there’s chaos that hums like a living thing.
and a girl who loves and breaks people she cares about in the same intensity.
so, this is a bookmark.
for me.
in case i forget that this story exists outside my head.
and maybe… if someone stumbles across it eventually —
hi. welcome.
it’s a mess. but it’s mine.