there is so much rage and malice in my heart. this is the moment where i no longer give a shit about pretty much anything. i can feel a black shroud over my eyes and it fuels me. sometimes i feel so much anger that i can't see straight.
fuck who you are and fuck what you think. i am something so much better and i'll prove this to everyone. sunshine is a past memory. i would rather feel this than sit in fear and loneliness. everyone else is disgusting and weak. it makes me physically sick. anymore i only care for one thing and it's not a fucking possession. it is my old friend that visited me in my dreams so long ago. when i was actually focused.
so i'll keep fueling my rage and pushing myself farther than my boundaries will allow. passing up everything that never mattered or can't catch up.
fuck who you are and fuck what you think. i am something so much better and i'll prove this to everyone. sunshine is a past memory. i would rather feel this than sit in fear and loneliness. everyone else is disgusting and weak. it makes me physically sick. anymore i only care for one thing and it's not a fucking possession. it is my old friend that visited me in my dreams so long ago. when i was actually focused.
so i'll keep fueling my rage and pushing myself farther than my boundaries will allow. passing up everything that never mattered or can't catch up.
billytheseal:
it's good to see you back. i've missed your eloquent rants and thought provoking rambles.