too many days.

[electric_t_rex]

I never understood why I was chosen for this life. All its ever done to me is cause me pain, heartache, depression, among other things. But yet I'm thankful. Thankful for going through such things. Thankful because those events have molded me into the peron that I am.

I am a writer. I put my thoughts onto paper for the whole world to peruse.
I spill my guts with the hopes that other people will relate to, hate, love, or just not understand what the hell I just said.

However it affects the reader, I love it. I absolutely adore the thought of people reading my work, my life, my body and soul.

With that said.

I bid you.

Good night.

I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love.