here’s the thing about deciding to banish dead wood from your heart. the thing is that when you do it, you really want to tell the deleted that they have been cast out of the temple of your heart and your thoughts. and the more i think about that, the more i realize to want to tell them means the banishment is not quite complete, right? because the only reason i want to tell them is so they realize they’re missing out on something, right?

i want remorse, gnashing teeth and the rending of garments over being out of my good graces. i want my personal growth to have an emotional body count! i deserve that, don’t i?

god, i have a long way to go.