Monday, March 21

Lightning Crashes.

i hate to feel so much.
i hate it when everything gets to me.
i simply hate it.
yet its probably the only thing that reminds me of my existence.as a person.
to hell with anyone who questions my worth.
to hell with you.



simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe simmer and seethe and everything will be alrite.

sticks and stones may break my bones but words MUST NEVER HURT ME.
GODDAMN IT.