Once upon a time, there in a village long since forgotten.

A star tore across the sky, leaving a bloody red line in the heavens.

Much a like a wound, it poured it's rain upon the village.

The villagers watched in amazement for a moment, before a strange sense of amnesia settled upon them.

They stood around, dumbfounded, under the spell of star enchanted by their own blissful ignorance.

With a cataclysmic crash, the indigo coloured star bit into the Earth.

With a series of chaotic lights, the star cracked open every which way.

There lay amidst the otherworldly rubble, a child neither male or female lay.

Only two would break free from the spell of the star and behold this child.

It would be their joy, their misery, their pride and their regret.

~Fin

Bonjour, mon am,

My name is Jennessa De La Vilané.

I am a broke, jobless T-girl whose been trying to make it in this world and make something of herself. I use to have goals and aspirations just like you do, or perhaps did.

There once was a immensely loving and dedicated heart that was filled with passion and love.

I have been very wounded from past relationships with humans, and finally decided best to abstain from them.

Since then an early age, I have been noted to be a cynical, despondent thespian with a morbid sense of humor. 

People would describe me as an ambivert who tired with all her ability to bring light to the room rather then her own personal darkness.

I've been crippled by being off and on HRT for the past 3 years.

I cannot take care of myself and cannot maintain.

I've become a melancholic parasitic leach.

I have a plan on the 31st with my imaginary friend, Knight.

To end my suffering in a beautiful place, where the rain can pour down upon me.

Washing me clean.

This blog is a log of my everyday til then.

Take the journey with me til we both reach the 31st together.