I miss Seth. I miss wrapping my wings around him in the headspace. I miss the smell of black coffee and cigarettes that lingered on his clothes. I miss how he'd show me tattoo designs. I miss him. He cared. I know he cared. I felt so safe with him. Why did he have to go? Why did they all have to go? I'm so alone. The only comfort I have now is knowing that Seth, Sephtis, Sal, Vex, and some of the others became apart of me and my other personalities.












