~#The Price#

So... Are You okay?
OF COURSE I'M NOT OK, now what are You gonna do?
Is that the answer You were expecting?
Of course not, so I'm gonna lie and say...
"I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired today"

So... Let's start from the beginning. Upon "returning" I acquired various materials objects with numerous uses. How did I pay for them?

Mastercard...

-Glasses to distort the distinct pain in my eyes...
£150

-Scarf to mask the words I truly want to say, to hide the fact I bite my lip every single time, to harbor my trembling and stuttering that I endure just to NOT say anything at all, in fear of making things worse.
£75

-A coat with large pockets to accomodate the intense rage that I can barely abstain, fists that want to lash out at the world and all that is within it.
£100

-iPOD to drown out all the crap I don't want t hear from the world. A way to just run away from it all.
£60

The ability to LIE, REPRESS and CONCEAL all emotions... PRICELESS.

Although this has a limited use, after a certain amount is used, almost irreparable affliction, corruption and damage to the mental side of the person will become apparent... Thus resulting in prolonged periods of time spent "repairing" and tending to the soul and brain...
Great...
But is it worth it? Well let's find out... So far its BARELY been bearable... But I'm only human so let's stick around long enough to see the final results... Will it be worth it in the end?