#they love repairing and making their little trinklets

[disastersteps]

i think im honestly very normal about outside scar in general.

something about feeling like a disconnection to the world, something about feeling like it doesn't feel you in that world.

and anita used to love that world. anita used to enjoy its cultures, its histories, its people. they were a fan of world history, they love talking about going everywhere. they love it so much it hurts.

it hurts that they now can't.

they can't remember how to love the world that loved them in return. and they couldn't feel like part of it. they can feel them through their telepathy but, what about the love they used to have for them. its... hard to regain the very feeling.

its even harder to feel like you're lost, in a world you once loved. and they would've been drifting away- if it wasn't for someone who keep blinding them with static noises, who hands touch their shoulder gently, and a whisper of their name comes back to sense.

that she smiles at them, and suddenly for a moment, anita could still remember what was like to love the world again. even if it was so briefly.