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MONARCH OF MONSTERS sub title: HOW A MLP ARTIST YOU MADE ME CRY

here hangs our beautiful start
revenge fantasy, vylet pony
OCTOBER LOG SNIPPET:
this month wasn't the best month, it started off with some heavy stuff that left me empty but I'm slowly piecing myself back together again
SNIPPET OF JOURNAL ENTRY DEC-21
I woke up with so much sadness and I dont know why, i just want to cry into someone's arms
- you, monarch exchange.txt
okay,,, i don't think that any sort of incident or great day could have ever truly prepared me to receive a response like this from you. much less something of this length and caliber...
- you, monarch exchange.txt
I've been in my head non stop trying to figure out what it is that made me so heavy today and listening to this album was like an fragile cocktail of emotions exploding in my face (or more so my ears I guess?)
- me, monarch exchange.txt


ARCHIVE OF REDACTED BULLETIN MADE ON JULY 1ST 2025

WARNING: long sobby text! you can close this and skip it if you want

I wrote this little post around the time we started talking more, I quickly deleted it because it felt wrong,,, but now I can look at it with a different view, its badly written but without me knowing at the time it will connect back to what would happen this month

ARCHIVE OF REDACTED BULLETIN MADE ON JULY 1ST 2025
To know that this is temporary, that I will have to let go one day, is already tugging at me.

It's like when you're at a concert and the show has just begun but you know that eventually the show will end and the energy in that room will just be a memory, they'll start the last song and you'll know it's the end. I'm just at the start of the show and I know that, I'll focus on the good times but this is hard to forget.

Is it progress lost or progress made when something like this ends? I- I don't know, I don't have to know... at least not right now.

This cycle feels familiar, it has happened before, multiple times, but the emotional baggage is different this time. I don't know why, maybe it doesn't need an answer.

Something deep but also shallow, everything and nothing, loud and quiet all at once. I wonder if we see this the same way… and I guess that’s what scares me. But even if we don’t, I’m still glad it’s real to me.

There are moments I worry I come on too strong, but I’m trying to be real, not overwhelming or annoying. I'm not here for validation but for connection... That means seeing things differently.

The hardest part is the fear, that part is on me, fear that you might see me differently than I see you. I don’t know how to say any of this, and maybe you don’t either. Maybe you haven't thought about it in this way as I do, that’s okay too

I'm crying while writing this and I don't know why, nothing has happened, but maybe because I care a bit too much. I'll see you soon, it's not the end.

I hope you think of me as I think of you, not in an overly special kind of way, but simply as someone who matters.

This probably doesn't change anything and that is a good thing! It just needed a place outside of my head. Thank you for your time, see you soon.

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I just wished my mind would rest for a second, never been so fulfilled in my life while at the same time feeling all this pressure, and it's all from me to me

to whoever who is reading this: keep your friends close and please remind then you love them

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