It sickens me that I still hear those words. It disgusts me that I even allowed that smallest bit of my soul to be destroyed that night. Most would argue it was coincidental, but history has shown you to be a manipulative genius. “I’m sick of your bullshit. You’re a selfish, arrogant prick, and I’m […]

And part of me is still burning. Every time such words were spoken, they were simply bullshit. “why didn’t you call me?” “why didn’t you chase me?” “you didn’t try to fix it, so I knew you didn’t care.” Yaknowwhat?? FUCK you. And verily, fuck all of you that have ever said such things to […]

Perhaps I’m perpetually broken. Perhaps I’m always the catalyst and the lesson. Bending my knees to serve my purpose has always been most difficult, but at times, we must simply do as we are told. And perhaps my indignation is my torment… Or is it my salvation?