DREAMY

Am I still alive?
Where am I? I cry
Who was it that pulled the trigger?
Was it you or I?
I′m completely numb
Why you acting dumb?
I won't blame myself ′cause we both know you were the one

Today, I found myself contemplating the intricacies of Dreamy's existence. He is a paradox, embodying the sin of lust in a manner so different from what society perceives. It's not the carnal desires that define him, but rather the misunderstood notion that love is inherently lustful. 

Observing him, I couldn't help but notice the scars adorning his left side, evidence of a past shrouded in mystery. Missing an arm and an eye, yet resilient in spirit, he navigates life with remarkable grace. Despite the visible wounds, he shields the truth behind them, a narrative he guards with unwavering determination.

Yet, amidst the enigma, his essence shines through—a beacon of goodness in a world often veiled in darkness. His kindness knows no bounds, a testament to the beauty that lies within him. And despite the challenges he faces, he adapts, finding solace and purpose in wielding his bow with precision.

Dreamy is more than the sum of his scars; he is a testament to resilience, a reminder that beneath the surface lies a heart brimming with compassion. Today, I am reminded that true strength isn't found in perfection, but in the courage to embrace one's flaws and flourish despite them.

there seems to be something scribbled on the bottom of the entry.

YOURE ONLY SAYING THIS CAUSE YOURE MARRIED TO HIM, DUMBASS!!!!