For once in my life, I've got someone to ... how does it go?
Hate, pure and unadulterated.
That's what I know myself to not exhibit every moment of the day.
I have made many mistakes, errors and I have hurt a lot of people. I am quite sure it was out of fear, and it was not my fault that I have this fear, basically of myself and parts of myself I find unacceptable, such as the part of me that is typing, breathing and exuding hostility this very moment.
I feel that there is beauty, that there is patience, and there is love.
Do whatever the fuck you want.
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