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Fire In These Hills

“Why are you like this ?”

I turn towards the voice.

“I don’t know. I never knew.” I sigh. “I guess I was always this way.” I hear them hum.

“But why ?”

I don’t know how to answer. Why am I the way I am ? That’s the question of my life. I’m insecure, I never know what I want, I don’t really understand other people. Yeah. I’m weird. And the worse ? I know that. And I know that people look at me weirdly because of it. But here I am. Still here, after 20 years of this.

“I don’t know.”

There’s no one with me. I know I’m imagining this voice. I know I’m trying to cope with everything going on in my life. I had to change everything. My friends. Where I live. How I live. So, I don’t have time to ask myself why. And yet, here we are. I’m imagining a voice to answer that very question. Right now, I just want to go back home, and let myself not think. Let myself be myself. But I can’t. I’m stuck here, and I’m sick. I can feel my body temperature rise. And I just want to go home…

“You must have a reason ?”

I sigh again. Do I ? Do I need a reason to be myself ? To be weird ? I don’t think so. But if I need to find one ? Well, I would say that it all came from my childhood. The way my parents treated me. Telling me they treated my brother and I the same way. What kind of bullshit is this ? Some big ones. They never treated us the same. Every time he’s sick, or hurt, or doesn’t like to do something ? Well, let strong and younger brother do the work, right ? Yeah well that only works for some time, before crumbling down.

“I told you. I don’t know.”

And that is true. I was always kind of like this. I could blame the ADHD, the autism. But in reality, I know it must actually be the anxiety.

“Are you sure ?”

I close my eyes. I know a part of it.

“I… I miss them. They’re not gone, but gone at the same time. They… They take so much out of me. I don’t know why, but they sometimes make me feel like I’m not worth it. That, maybe I’m not enough. Or maybe I’m too much. I put so much efforts. I put so much effort in everything. They know it. I feel so powerfully. And yet I am let yearning for scratch. Am I not worth a bit of effort ? Is our friendship this easily forgotten ?”

I start to feel my eyes water. There’s a fire in my soul now.

“Would you like more ?”

Would I like more ? I want more ! I need more ! I’m not just a kid who’s insecure now, I’m a young adult, constructing myself. I need my best friend around. Even if it’s just a few messages here and there. But I have to yearn for scratch. And I feel like I’m going to have enough of scratch.

“Of course I’d like more. I’d love more. I need more. But how could I be so selfish, right ?”

“I know.”

“I’m so tired. Can I please come home ?”

This feeling. I’m exhausted. But kind of in the good way. I am shaking like a leaf. Home. My home is the people I love. I feel at home with them.

“If you can. If they will let you.”

It’s true. I could come home to my friend. If they let me one day. If they open the door once more. I keep a sob. I won’t cry for something that might be nothing. I’m shaking so much. I can’t feel the world. I need my home. I need my friends. I know myself. I don’t trust myself.

But after everything you’re here with me still. Or at least I hope you’re still with me. I feel like I don’t know you anymore. I feel like we’re growing farther apart, when you were once my rock. I feel like I’m not strong enough to just suck it up as usual. I need you. I need my friend. I need my best friend.

“So why do I feel like they’ve abandoned me ?”

“I cannot tell you.”

Right. ‘cause that’s just the little voice in my head making me go through my emotions. I take a deep breath, still shaking. My body is so full of emotions. I can’t handle them. I don’t know how to handle them. That’s why I need my friends. That’s why it hurts so deeply.

I feel like I might wreck this home. Do I really want to let go of all those years ? Fuck no. Am I ready to wreck this home ? Fuck no. Will I have to ? Maybe. And that’s what hurts the most !

“I really just want to come home. I really just want to go home. But right now, I don’t know where home is.”

“You’ll find home where you need it.”

I know that. But I don’t want to. I want the comfort of my home. I want the comfort that my friend still wants to talk to me. I want the comfort I felt younger. I want the innocence of those quiet moments. I want to feel that again. Is that to much to ask for ? Am I really worth all that ? Everyone tells me that, yes I do. But am I strong enough to believe them ?

“I don’t think that I’m strong enough.”

“You’ll find the strength to face it. You’ve faced much more.”

Maybe. But maybe that’s my limit. Is it ? I don’t even know if I hope it is. I just want to come home. I think I’ve lost the will.

Oups ? Just got my paycheck, and was already planning on buying things there.... My limit was 160, SO IM GOOD! THEY CAN TAKE MY MONEY (they have so much of it... I have 2 hoodies, 2 t-shirts already, payed for 4 places in 2 different concerts.... Yeaaaaaaah)

Mercury stained my soul the way only my bones can know...

Or my skin

(this was just after the tattoo was done in October... It's still gorgeous)

And I have another one of Mercury Act I album picture, but it's hard to take it behind my arm 😅

mmh... I went to see to buy the vinyl of Smoke + Mirrors because it is not available in France or Europe T-T, and saw that TODAY, january 23rd 2025 was the 10 years anniversary !!!! And just went : Oh my!!

So I went on wikipedia, to check fact this (technically it was Google at first, but it shaw me Wikipedia), aaaaand....

huh.

What ?

I meaaaan....

I went to look out for more ?

why can't anyone tell me exactly ?

Like, I'm gonna believe the merch shop I guess and, Happy Smoke and Mirrors 10 years I guess ?

(Btw, I saw one picture of that album that I want to share, because it is... juste wow :

I love it.)

So.... I'm an Imagine Dragons fan (you have no idea how much I think x) )

I live in France, we have 3 concert dates.

I hate the stade de France site. Like, I had to wait so long, but ok, it's queue, I get it. But ! annoncing that a certain type of ticket is available, when it's not !, and then not letting me have anything, 'cause everything's apparently taken even when marked available ? That's just terrible.

Aaaaand, to add to that, THERE ARE ALREADY TICKET RESALES !!! The presale opened at 10am here, which is like, an hour and 20 min before I started writing this.

I get that many people want tickets, but for fuck sake, please don't buy tickets just to resale them TWICE THE PRICE !!!!

(one great thing is that everything informatic is in English with me..)

so yeah.... please, let people simply enjoy the concert, and LET THEM BUY THE TICKETS, without resaling. Everytime I see someting like that I lose a bit more faith in humanity....

Natural A beating heart of stone You gotta be so cold To make it in this world

Imagine Dragons // Natural

A short lyric comic with young, determined Aizawa during the sports festival, fighting for first place to gain entry into the hero department. The idea had been in my head for a while but I finally had the energy to do it!

Respect everyone. I think it’s not too much to ask.