Take control of who you are.
Word.
This site sucks.
But, I thought i would inform everyone that I will always go back to the same girl. Can’t help myself! :]
Someone come and
someone come and save my life
Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead
But now it’s like the night is taking sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be this misery will suffice?
— Dallas Green.
Who am I?
My anger and other emotions can’t be controlled anymore. I don’t know what I would do if anything drastic happens, I don’t know who would stop me.
You don’t understand.
The multitudes of scenarios that have been laid out in my mind. Tomorrow bring me ease.
Thieves.
If you steal my poem/short bit of writing I just posted I will literally come find you and beat you. Don’t fuck with my literature.
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