lithiam

Well I added some new pics feel free to cheak them out.




Hello to all sorry that i've been ranting lately. I hit a new low last week, just desided to write about it.

My head still ponders the where it is at
Everything is moving and nothing is static
I know it wasn't my fault
I have my own anger and rage against the assult
It was just a pervert's way of get his jollies
Treating me as nothing more than a sex dolly
Something died inside
So i buiried it and struggle to hide
But a injury that runs so deep begs to come out
So in violence i scream and shout
My rage and anger flow
But i must let it go
And pick up the pieces of my life
Realizing that i'm a statistic, one of the 4 in 5
That is just a number that isn't me
Degrading what happened so it is simplicity
I'm a person, a womyn, an artist, and more
So screw these ideas that all pan and bi womyn are whores
You have tried to destory me
But i will rise and to that i will see

Hope all of you are doing well