Alchemy. I damn the word. I hate it all. Anything that deals or mentions or requires alchemy. It all means the same thing to me. Shit.
In a way, alchemy was out to ruin my life. Its as if it keeps breaking me down to the point where all the peices are mixed up and scattered everywhere. It makes me lost and confused; creeping its way into my mind; tearing and destroying any love left in me.
I'm at a point where I cant be saved. There's no way to turn back and my scars can not be healed.
As alchemy helps and saves other people, its killing me. For if I ever do find my way home, I'll never be the same.