Alright. Enough with the metaphors and cryptic quotes.
I've had enough. Fuck.
Smiling is a full-time fucking job that requires constant self control and energy.
Well fuck energy. And fuck self control.
Judge me because I don't smile.
I could give a rat's ass. I'm done.
What i really want to do is walk outside and scream profanities that will go unnoticed,
so that i can just give up and let the added frustration fuel me into doing what needs to be done.
I've fought for long enough.
Some of you know me. Some of you don't.
The ones that do... well, you know what comes next. And other than a very specific number of people, no. I cannot be reached on my cellular phone.
I'm going balls out. Everything or nothing.
I'm tired of dealing with the fucking BULLSHIT.
This isn't how humans were meant to live.
"Light the soul like a kiln.
Just imagine us chasing this with eyes scarred from sleep apnea.
A slight of tongue as the seas are emptying.
I gasp and hold my breath.
These needs have changed so deep.
To face you all and say,
I've been awake forever'."
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