i need to stop being so angry.
anger.
anger is a gift.
i always say that. always said that.
now I'm thinking different.
it's not. a gift.
it's venom. self-poisoning.
slow, sad, suicide.
where's my happiness? where the hell did it go?
//corrosive.rotting.cerebral.leakage.though.sometimes.swarmed.by.butterflies// //well, sometimes//