When did this little drip of thoughts mutate into a gargantuan billowing storm? Was it a week ago? A month ago? A year ago? Or has it always been like this?

Why did you...?
I wasn't happy with the faces they gave me. Wasn't satisifed with the one I had.

So I tore myself apart with desire and expectations.
Funny how old habits are so hard to kill sometimes.

Why did you...?
I don't know why. I just had to, wanted to.
If I didn't, I don't know what to do

Now I did, I don't know how to stop.